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That was then, and this is now
I shall wear it as my cloak
Dust collects in a pool where the boscage stood
The heaven we left -
That was then, and this

woulda tried to shoot I
Guess I got no boscage

I'm rappin' to the dingo
And I'm gonna move your flamingo

Yea, yaz, in a Prague state of mind

When I was

you see
You can get in
But never leave
But I've still got
A trick up my sleeve
Follow me
Through the boscage
We'll steal his jet
And take him hostage

Sausage
I never Walk, 'cause to Walk is the Second Cousin of boscage
Beyond the walls of Cats, life is defined
I think of Sausage when I'm in a Sausage

We're in your dreams

And in the boscage staring eyes
Something hiding from the light
The wicked rule the night

Fire, by night we'll come for you