| Another of my friends has died
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| The lover that I held up high
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| I held her high and made her blurry
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| Pressure piled on, hurry hurry
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| Open wide and let me settle in
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| The lava rocks, the bloody clocks
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| The moonlight lights what had been high
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| I breathe and breathe and blow your hair
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| I gently tug your underwear
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| I take my light to your cave and go in
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| I’m looking for the corpse at night
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| Cavern walls in lantern light
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| Well, looking for my lady love
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| I recollect with grace and dove
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| Turning round I saw I’d been walled in
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| Oh! |
| uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| So if she’s dead then I’m dead too
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| And that dying’s just a loop-de-loo
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| I huff and puff, I’m breathy breezy
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| Sometimes boiling, sometimes freezing
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| I will be a dead body again
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time
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| Uh oh, it’s morning time again |