I heard that your Orpheus he done left town
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Snuck out the back way while you slept face down
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Bound for the underworld he rolled down his wool sleeves
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And like a serpent coiled about the wet leaves
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Tennessee waltzing a dance of disease
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Can't you see
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Pick up your shears Delilah right there
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Leave all your cares to fall like dead hair
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Outside a carriage waits to take you home
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Its tricky handbrake will not hold out for long
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Do hop inside for your map it has been drawn
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Can't you see
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What leads you
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What leads you
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What leads you
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What leads
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Pickin' the mandrake I would use for tea
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I heard the water spirits calling me
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And faintly a peacock cried behind the tulles
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Can't you see
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That when you feel it tickle your brain
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Filling your skull's bowl with a butane
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Maybe the genie wants back in the lamp
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He's run out of wishes and his clothes are all damp
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Back to the bottle though he knows just how cramped
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That can be
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What leads you
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What leads you
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What leads you
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What leads you
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What is it now now
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What is it
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What is it
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What is it now
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What is it now now
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What leads
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Well what leads you
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What leads you now now now
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Down down down
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Down down down down down
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What leads you
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ORPHEUS
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Grant Lee Buffalo |