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X L X 18. The Waterplace
(Lyrics & Music by The Piz)


Taking all the talking stockings
Off the crystal waterplace
Santa sees a ruthless caking
Washing up his evil face
Nothing matters, it's all controlled
You'll be here till they tell you to leave.
Don't write a biography it's told
The minute you started to breathe
Don't worry what's in it you hurry about
And death is overcome in the end or at least surpassed
There's a sandpool sucking in your luck
And a grand fool driving your favorite truck
In perception of the eyes that see an empty
Wandering in the mind of a meaningless thought
Of an imagined person who was never
Developed you're enveloped in a secret episode
And your mind begins to explode