| Petr hes cryin out from his room again. |
| Peers under
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| the doors crack, he wonders which side be his sin. |
| Spring himself
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| and Grandfater each from their own traps, six inches under the
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| door same as window cracks.
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| Its a mad mad way hes living, thats his destiny.
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| Its a mad mad way hes living, I bare witness on thee.
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| Grandfater is falling out of the room again. |
| Cant spring himself
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| from this trap Petr put him in. Grandfater peering out of the
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| window high, Grandfater lets out an old man cry.
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| Its a bad dad way hes living, thats his destiny.
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| Its a bad dad way hes living, I bare witness on thee.
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| Three Hunters they are coming to this land again. |
| They wander
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| through the Wandering, mountains, and ocean. |
| They dont give
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| heed to three birds a different hunt they seek, not themselves,
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| bird, duck, or geese.
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| Its a glad glad way they re living, thats their destiny.
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| Its a glad glad way they re living, I bare witness on thee.
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| The Wulf he be screaming from his wood again. |
| Laughing at the Hunters who
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| come to do him in. The Wulf he is a coming head on to-wards me, he aint afraid
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| of this Scarebeast.
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| Its a cad cad way hes living, thats his destiny.
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| Its a cad cad way he’s living, I bare witness on thee.
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| This town it is falling down, down into the sea, mountains they are heaving
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| up all Lupercali. |
| Closer comes the Wandering six inches every day, one day
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| this place will fades away.
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| Its a sad sad way were living, thats our destiny.
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| Its a sad sad way were living, I bare witness on thee.
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| Its a sad sad way were living, thats our destiny.
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| Its a sad sad way were living, in Lupercali! |