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He was carrying that madstone,
That just wouldn't fall away.
So he woke up one bright morning
To another broken day.
Took himself down to the edge of town
To the edge of his domain,
Tied himself up to the fence to wait
And there he said:
" Here devil, here devil,
Hear me when I call!
You been waiting for your moment,
You been waiting for my fall.
Been running 'round my brain
Like you had something to say.
So why don't you come tell it to my face?
Tell it to my face! "

Still raving at the hour
When all the witches meet,
While his wife was inside crying
And his children were asleep.
They had pleaded with him gently
All along that day,
But he wouldn't have it any other way.

And he said:
Brace yourself now, children!
Run along, 'cuz here they come!
My very own abominations laughing in the midday sun.
He had feathers in his hair,
Broken tethers flapping in the wind
And he said:
" Come right in,
I'm so glad you came!
So glad you came!"

And he was made to listen
'Til his eyes could hear.
Hollow words a breakin'
Like the dawn up through the hill
And he waited until..

And the devil said:
" Boy, you are a fire eater!
How'd you get to be that way?
Lift your eyes and drop that stone!
We live to fight another day.
Take it on back from the edge of townfrom the edge of your domain!
Go back home and join the human race! "

For who exactly do you think it was you were calling by that name?
And who exactly do you think it is that's carrying your name?
Yes, you are the beautiful number
And, this time, you get away,
But guess who's gonna race you, 'till you're dead?
Said: boy, I'm gonna race you, till you're dead,
'Till your dead,
'Till your dead!

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