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Tiny Voices

You wild beasts and you creeping things

Get down in your place,

Down with all the absolutes

And God's awful grace.

Who wants to see this coming?

Who wants to think you do?

Better to be blind when I'm

Falling for you

Go and tell old Pharaoh

His time has come about,

His pretty houseboys laugh and sing

As they're filing out.

They set fire behind them

I see it burning into view,

High upon the mountain where I'm

Falling for you

All manner of abandon

Is just the thing we need,

Get ready for the country, boys,

The town has gone to seed.

The telephone line is sagging

With word coming through:

Put your head between your knees, I'm

Falling for you

I can quit this anytime,

It's just to help me sleep,

It stops the tiny voices

And strange hours that they keep.

Who wants to hear them bleating on,

And have to answer too?

Better to be dumb when I'm

Falling for you

So you ladies and you gentlemen--

Pull your bloomers on,

Swing up on the highest beam

And let the floods come on.

Who wants to be there wondering,

When the Wonders rage on through?

Better to say never when I'm

Falling for you

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