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(
Peters)
He doesn't talk much
He doesn't move about either
No one likes him
No one dares to come nearer
It started harmlessly
Heavy on every knee
Couldn't tell from the start
He was a piece of art
He's becoming
He's becoming a statue
Not a bit like
Bit like me and you
He is very
Very much his own man
Look his face!
He's a made out of stone man
It started harmlessly
Heavy on every knee
Couldn't tell from the start
He was a piece of art
We think he's becoming
He's becoming a statue
A statue
Tell me Harry
Harry is that you ?
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