Intro
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[Verse 1]
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There was a wicked messenger
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From Eli he did come
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With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter
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When questioned who had sent for him
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He answered with his thumb
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For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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He stayed behind the assembly hall
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It was there he made his bed
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Oftentimes he could be seen returning
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Until one day he just appeared
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With a note in his hand which read
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"The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning"
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[Verse 3]
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Oh, the leaves began to falling
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And the seas began to part
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And the people that confronted him were many
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And he was told but these few words
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Which opened up his heart
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"If ye cannot bring good news, then don't bring any"
[Outro]
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