this is the warning you'll not get one more
refreshing breeze turns into raging force
and little creek rages out of its course
there's wind enough to shake down any door
it won't go back in silence to its source
this is the warning you'll not get one more
we know this is a matter you abhor
the kind of thing you find wretched and coarse
we bring it to you lacking all remorse
this is the warning you'll not get one more
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