Columbus and all of his troops
Were photographing bulldozers
Before they flattened back the Earth
Irk and Flinch
And all ten fingers
Are stretching out the skin tent
They're giving it all they're worth
Got to keep moving
On solid transendentals
Know the problem
And score
High through flying windows
Catch one
Evolution circus
In the biblical ghettos
Get on, get on, get up
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