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kill the first thing that you see on your way back home
your children have grown they won't meet you along the road
now that you know what you know and your heart's grown cold
come along now
pay your dues
The beast made a promise and promise it always keeps
and your job's to keep all your children off the streets
your mastodon heart doesn't know where to stop it
just beats
and it beats and it beats and it beats
and it charges blindly it charges blindly
it charges blindly it charges blindly ahead
a good man is hard to find
placid and anodyne
but you're made of blood and clay
you're made of blood and clay
so toil toil toil
toil toil toil
the beast made a promise and promise it always keeps
your mastodon heart doesn't know where to stop it
just beats
and it beats and it beats
and it charges blindly it charges blindly
it charges blindly it charges blindly ahead