Why, yes. I always bury deep. Always.
Why, yes. I always bury deep. Always.
The Skeletons have been closeted And the Gold, bank deposited But in your mind they aren't safe and sound For Valuables and Secrets All Belong Underground
So light up the lantern And take out your shovel and dig long and deep, Dig through the psychoanalytic rubble, But be careful what you unearth It might be a hascidic tunnel
The Skeletons have been closeted
And the Gold, bank deposited
But in your mind
they aren't safe and sound
For Valuables and Secrets
All Belong
Underground
So light up the lantern
And take out your shovel
and dig long and deep,
Dig through the psychoanalytic rubble,
But be careful what you unearth
It might be a hascidic tunnel
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