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SO EASILY SHUFFLED AND DEALT

FOOL’S SPRING

ALL THE POISE OF A CANNONBALL

NO MATTER WHAT THE WAITRESS BRINGS

YOUR REFERENCES ARE ALL OUTDATED

IF I WAS A CRIER I’D BE IN FLOODS

HOPE IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS

SAFE BEHIND YOUR TEETH

GET YOURSELF A GOOD CAR GET OUT OF HERE

FOR YOUR SAKE

OVERSTEP THE LINE

IT ALL BECOMES A LARK

AWAY WE GO

A FINE DISTRACTION

THE HOUR OF THE OWL

AH THAT’S THE SPIRIT