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You know when you wake up in the middle of the night
And you can't tell if it's a vision or a dream
Or maybe you've just slipped into an alternate reality again
And there's a weird old bloke at the bottom of your bed
Standing there staring at you
And saying,
What are you doing? I told you to go moan for me
And you're like, what?
And he's like,
Go moan, go groan, go
Little boy blue your horn
Plus also making threats and references to
Jonah and his whale
And other such strange figures of old
And you're like,
Yeah, yeah, so toss me to the fish
I'll go live in the belly of the beast
I'll go perish on some tree
At least it'll be more interesting than THIS
And he's like,
Tsk tsk, young man
Such little imagination
Of course you can tolerate DEATH
But there are fates far worse
And those can be arranged
Now -
Go moan, go groan
Go let the worm wiggle out
The spark'll either
Snuff
Or burn you up
From the inside out
And next thing you know
It's morning
And you're kind of giggling
And thinking,
Who's Svetlana?
You know when that happens
In the middle of the night
Yeah?
Well...