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There's this place full of mountain heads
Living and chewing on the fat
Built upon the hazy plan
Like foundations slippin' through the sand
Long teeth and whiskers like a rat
Fearing only those present
They got zero emotion
And everybody's fed up with that
Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led
Warm outside but very cold within
Followed and praised for many years
They got all the promotions
Isn't that the way it's always been
History's written always red
It's pages are painful and clear
It's so full of devotion
Makes you wonder where it could have led
Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led
There's this place full of mountain heads
Living and chewing on the fat
Built upon the hazy plan
Like foundations slippin' through the sand
Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led
Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led
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