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Another day in paradise; where all the ladies sing;
With their honey tasting ruby lips; and their garments that do cling.
    And Jimmy sings of unknown soldiers; to the timed and the weak;
    And Edgar speaks his darkest lines; on a mountain of Twin Peaks.
A tiny little field mouse; gathers scattered crumbs;
Then takes it to its nesting place; where mothers never done.
     And the blue jay takes his shinny things; the ones he likes the best;
     And it turns to watch the night come round; as the sun sets in the west.
As we live here in our cavern’s where fires the only light;
It casts its shadow on the wall; and we deem that to be right.
    No one ever climbs the ladder; that could take them to the sun;
    Where the clarity of light it brings; could be a freedom when we’re done.
And in the master chambers; on a bed with satin sheets;
The lady with her chains and whips; will help you feel complete.
    Living in the darkness; where the only light is fire;
    Burns away our better parts; that will turn into a mire.
And it’s another day in paradise; and the summer does its thing;
And such a lovely day it is; when you hear the song birds sing

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