There are weddings beheadings it's not very clear where the difference lies between red wine and beer and they're talking they're talking they're blinking their eyes and you're telling them telling them feigning surprise and they're shaking your hands and you're shaking them back and they're stacking up plates and you're watching your back when you're climbing upstairs as they're calling your name and they're calling your bluff as the basket remains in a place that aspires to be set there aside when the market that forces things cannot decide when the words that you utter they utter are wrong and the sound of the steel on block thickens to song that you sing from their hymn books come right or come wrong and it's all cause of something you thought that you said that was nearly quite dearly love OFF WITH YOUR HEAD.
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