I'm gonna tell it the police
Not to believe you said that
What can the police do about it
Be quick out of there
The entry to the stage
Is the other way
As written in stone
Fossilized in a beard undergrowth
My desired heart exposed
Lavatory Valley
A better field path
To spray and splash
A window out of range
You've got a choice for an option
The diagnosis of a mistake
On the boarder to a slide-way…
Lavatory valley
Even if the fire-weapons don't bear
Even if the windbreaker doesn't stick
He said it was very important
A tragedy and a suffocation
Glancing in sweat
In the Lavatory Valley
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