[ping] – mr will b lyrics
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hey mr will b. call mr could b. grey
your mountain of paper’s growing day by day
but tonight you feed on fright, those chicken heads must die
i can’t believe my hungry eyes
but i might
undraw your curtain, show us that hidden door
with mines in your garden, the milk man will come no more
and tonight you curse the light, but generate a glade
don’t understand your greedy mind
but i might
and tonight your head just might generate a soul
so you can keep it in a bowl
but i won’t
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