Sharks follow my trail and it won't be long
they've fallen for the oldest trick in the book
it never goes wrong mask and snorkel and a bottle
of ketchup those desperate old shark fins start to circle
me in anger be clever not beautiful if your goal is pure
survival just be clever not beautiful poets lock up your
words your tongues are all tied let it read in every
history book than animals not like your face as we
roam in the grden not as the earthworms gather
beneath your feet you give it azll away free as we sun
our winter bellies in your spring
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