Hocus Pocus
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Hocus Pocus
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Awake the gods from slumber
Let them see all of the things we have become
We’ll praise and sing hosannas
As we usher in this city of the Sun
But they, they don’t know what we do
They’re callous hands mark our tombs
B-52s from on high, privatize and liquefy
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Moron Police performs "Hocus Pocus", and this lyric page sits inside the Moron Police catalog on LyroVerse.
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