In a land where they all dream
They can't take you how you seem
Following a bisquit to its empire
A fatal breath stopped the horse
The creepin flesh regret remorse
Streamlined functional neat simplicity
Where the wierdos are dishing it out
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In a land where they all dream
They can't take you how you seem
Following a bisquit to its empire
A fatal breath stopped the horse
The creepin flesh regret remorse
Streamlined functional neat simplicity
Where the wierdos are dishing it out