when the business is unsettled
accounts never close
and the arms are for payback
there's a fist up their nose
or a wand that's plain magic
with a bone and a dream
pulling rabbits from plenty
and an eye for the lies that we weave.
if I swear I see the future
and stir the phantoms in the leaves
and the storm is for crying
and the screams in reprise,
they may deny their involvement
how dare we accuse?
well, Sachsenhausen was an infant
with their eye on the Jew.
And the race will soon be ready
for Sam to have a second run
for glory, for payback,
a place in the sun....no longer
a ghost, he will flesh out the best
arms will be welcoming
by 2012 Olympics, I guess.
Watch.........
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