.Hillside scratching on a cheap postcard
And I hear chickens running crazy laps in a dusty yard
Temples of madness and eggs scrambled hard
Well I'm soaked through my shirt
But it's cold where you are
From the park I can see
Statues of explorers
Staring out to the harbor>Se.
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