These Arms Are Snakes
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Greetings From the Great North Woods

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Greetings From the Great North Woods

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The gavel galavants on the verdict of the swine that was fed human remains

It was a murderer's victims somewhere north of the Canadian border

They ended up in your lunch break in which

"You may want to hold your breath till the dream sequence is for this one"

New rural ruins or street fed for postmodern pigeons

These pigs were fed, these pigs were ready to be sold

Once had but now widowed, his companion had a chance to pop one out before her body gave in

A bouncing baby gal, beautiful in posture

She grew up with the cows till the cows left town

Daddy brought home the bacon

The bacon was in the backyard, baby

Daddy left the ranch cause daddy had a sharp hand

Though fingers cracked from stress and cold, daddy fed the herd grain

Then draunk as much of the same

These pigs were fed

These pigs were ready to be sold

Take your pigs hoof and follow it to the city

Take this chance and go to the city

Daddy's baby girl

Daddy's little wanderer

Let's go out and get jobs

Let's go out and be all grown up

The city is hiding underneath your bed

The monster in your closet is eight weeks away

You've got to saddle up now

Daddy's baby girl is all grown up

Precious

But you will not be there when she coughs up your family line

You will be the furthest thing from her mind

A grey ghost

A black cowboy will be the last reflection

I will not be there, not yet

I'm running out of time

I'm sorry I forgot

It's not my fault

Greetings from the great north woods

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