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By George, Nice time of year, for a holiday
Such a pity you've
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By George, There's a strange new breed, a kind of homebrew
Their apathy,
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By George, (Intro)
I live in the forest where your heart goes cold
Where
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By George, I don't want to be a figment of your pleasure
I
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By George, Polyserena, I'm starving to feed you,
I'll be back from what
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By George, Polyserena, I'm starving to feed you,
I'll be back from what
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By George, I can't help waiting deliberating,
depths of age pale away
and I
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By George, So we all bend down to reason pure and simple
and
