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I heard tell of a man
Who fell off the Earth
He went hiding
To the scratches
That were cut in his name
Well, he caved in the ground
Device: broken
I wouldn't have believed it
Were it not for the proof
It was whittled in bone
Attached to the cord
And in the front of the cranium
The magick it felt
And there were
Calls and accusations
Curdled up in the speaker;
He couldn't fight back
He was bubbles in the beaker
Thee unbearable lightness ov feeling
Thee unbearable lightness ov seeing
Thee unexorable needles
That we're needing
Well, they can't be medicated
They won't be erased
I heard a story of a man
Who jumped from a window
Just like Socrates before him
They'd hauled him off to prison
Well, he rose up from the ground
Aided by the brethren
He was enraged with suspicion
Carbombs on the street
And he prophesized of cells
And their alienation;
Incanted before flames on his
Hot rod Lincoln
Stripped before hostages
And blamed for their treason
He couldn't get out
From under the pendulum
They'd left him
Thee unbearable lightness ov feeling
Thee unbearable lightness ov seeing
Thee unexorable needles
That we're needing
Well, they can't be medicated
They won't be erased
Thee unbearable
Thee unexorable