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X L X 19. The Gulper Eel
(Lyrics & Music by The Piz)


Retaining the inside scoop
Remaining outside the group
None of our bones must show
Revisiting the front row
Some of the noises have heard
That magic's on top of the word
The noises inside me are deep
Like sub-maritime sheep
The palms are alive in the sand
And the ocean says, "Isn't life grand?"

I sometimes require a walk
And the pattern is outlined in chalk
The fruit is relinquished by rock
From branches attached to the stalk
Creating outside the zone
The bounds are outside of the throne
And the gulper eel swallows my home