Go and look for the dejected Onceproud idol remembered in stone aloud Then on coins his face was mirrored Take a look it soon hath slithered To a fractured marble slab, renunciationclad His nourishment extract from his subjects subjects That massproduction profile Hes a god In An alalcove Once he spread the rain So they dreamt in vain Once he spread the wheat Had made some garlands for his feet Until the lily poet of our times Horizoned on the line Love became the in theme then Opposing fakers thrice by ten Dont perceive his empty plea That redundant effigy Hes a god In An alalcove Take in view his empty stool Whats left is satin cool Clawing adornment for his crimes They saw they had to draw the line So they sent him far away, away So they sent him far away away, away To a little alcove all away To a little alcove All alone Hes a god A god Oooooo Now I am silly Now I am silly Silly, silly, silly, silly Silly
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