The yellow moon looks down now
Lights the scene for the night ahead
Surround the chairs in a circle
And I just can`t sit down
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But the freak stares on
Puts on his glasses and he smokes it down
That don`t matter for much now/dear/downhere
He says, `I`m gonna put your head on
and don`t you screw it up.`
The message was delivered
The mothers wept uncontrollably
Mad children went to the warehouse
Heavens trumpets blow
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