Bones

Monkeys into station halls
Creepers climb up the walls
Crocodiles rule the pools
Ahah ah
Ahah ah

Black crows on the buildings' top
Wild weed just erased the crop
Awful herds of feral bulls
Ahah ah
Ahah ah

Rough streets all full of broken bones
White skulls as old empty stones

No more face
No more race
Just a huge dome of leaves

Snakes are hanging from the trees
Flying swarms of stronger bees
All the flats are dark and cold
Ahah ah
Ahah ah
Ahah ah

No one wonders of starry skies
No one cares of the gold mines
No one wonders of starry skies
No one cares of the gold mines

Rough streets all full of broken bones
White skulls as old empty stones

No more face
No more race
Just a huge dome of leaves



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