Now searching for a place to hide
Still sees the truth quite easily
But shrouds all else in mystery
While madmen in top hats and tails
Impale themselves on six-inch nails
And some Arabian also-ran
Impersonates a watering can
Some Santa Claus-like face of note
Entreats my ears to set afloat
My feeble sick and weary brain
And I am overcome with shame
And hide inside my overcoat
And hurriedly begin to quote
While some Arabian sheikh most grand
Impersonates a hot-dog stand
The Red Cross ambulance outside
Can only mean that I must hide
'til dusk and finally the night
When I will make a hasty flight
Across the sea and far away
To where the weary exiles stay
And some Arabian oil-well
Impersonates a padded cell
My amazon six-triggered bride Now searching for a place to hide Still sees the truth quite easily But shrouds all else in mystery While madmen in top hats and tails Impale themselves on six-inch nails And some Arabian also-ran Impersonates a watering can Some Santa Claus-like face of note Entreats my ears to set afloat My feeble sick and weary brain And I am overcome with shame And hide inside my overcoat And hurriedly begin to quote While some Arabian sheikh most grand Impersonates a hot-dog stand The Red Cross ambulance outside Can only mean that I must hide 'til dusk and finally the night When I will make a hasty flight Across the sea and far away To where the weary exiles stay And some Arabian oil-well Impersonates a padded cell Explain Request ×
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