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I Could Not Work so I Threw A Bottle Into The Woods and Then I Felt Bad for The Doe Paw and The Rabbit Paw so I Went Looking For The Pieces of The Bottle That I Threw because I Couldn't Work
i Went Deep further Than I Could Throw and I Came Upon An Old Abandoned Well all Boarded Over with A Drip Hanging From The Bucket Still
well I Watched That Drip But It Would Not Drop i Watched That Drip But It Would Not Drop i Knew What I Had To Do had To Pull Those Boards Off The Well
when I Got The Boards Off i Stared Into The Black Black Black and You Know I Had To Yell just To Get My Voice Back
i Guess Everybody Has Their Own Thing that They Yell Into A Well
i Gave It A Coupla Hoots a Hello and A Fuck All Y'all
i Guess Everybody Has Their Own Thing that They Yell Into A Well
and As I Stood Like That staring Into The Black Black Black i Felt A Cool Wet Kiss on The Back Of My Neck
dang
i Knew If I Stood Up the Drip Would Roll Down My Back into No Man's Land
so I Stayed Like That staring Into The Black Black Black
well They Say Black Is All Colours At Once so I Gave It My Red Rage My Yellow Streak the Greenest Parts Of Me and My Blues I Knew Just What I Had To Do
i Had To Turn Around And Go Back and Let That Drip Roll Down My Back and I Felt So Bad About That
but Wouldn't You Know when I Turned To Go another Drip Was Forming on The Bottom Of The Bucket and I Felt So Good About That
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