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Tom Sawyer

Thomas Sawyer () is the titular character of the Mark Twain novel The Adventures of Tom Sawyer (1876). He appears in three other novels by Twain: Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (1884), Tom Sawyer Abroad (1894), and Tom Sawyer, Detective (1896). Sawyer also appears in at least three unfinished Twain works, Huck and Tom Among the Indians, Schoolhouse Hill, and Tom Sawyer's Conspiracy. While all three uncompleted works were posthumously published, only Tom Sawyer's Conspiracy has a complete plot, as Twain abandoned the other two works after finishing only a few chapters. It is set in the 1840s in the Mississippi. more »

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It was nineteen ninety-seven
F*ck immaculate conception
It was definitely misconception
In the water with the reverend
Tilted back in the cold
I was thinking it was heaven
Until my open eyes adjusted
Then I saw what was coming
Ebb and flow of the snakes
And the ghost's shiny glow
But it didn't have a face
And I couldn't beat the case
Summer thirteen
Started sleeping in on Sundays
So the Devil met my pace

And that came with losing grace
Got ahold of the lettuce, disrespecting
Un-impressing, until I rejected heaven's gates
And my logic was the same, a skeptic asking questions
Ben Frank with electric, trying to channel analgesics
Cause I started feeling pain, since the park and the rain
And the syd got me dead to disassociate my name
So I couldn't give a f*ck about the fame or a shit about the game
How the hell do I believe without attachment to my brain?

It was nineteen ninety-seven
F*ck immaculate conception
It was definitely misconception
In the water with the reverend
Tilted back in the cold
I was thinking it was heaven
Until my open eyes adjusted
Then I saw what was coming
Ebb and flow of the snakes
And the ghost's shiny glow
But it didn't have a face
And I couldn't beat the case
Summer thirteen
Started sleeping in on Sundays
So the Devil met my pace

It was Revelations when the impatient up in heaven
Said the martyr was coming down, but he
Stopped, looked around for a second
And he saw what he created was cremated in the ground
Opiate of the masses
Can't continue trapping taxes
If the tithes of the kings
Aren't aligned with the crown
And the serfs of the town
Getting pillaged with religion
Pitchforks without a sound
Holy shit, bring it up, tear it down,
Cycle just takes another round
And a turn for the worst
Watch it burn, make a curse
But now you know how the system works
And who's eating FIRST
So I'd advise with an enterprise, wives, and a castle high
Solidify ya ceilings high, pride that was gentrified
Take the wine and fill it high, raise the bridge and get inside
Make a toast 'cause the outside is still ill-advised

It was nineteen ninety-seven
F*ck immaculate conception
It was definitely misconception
In the water with the reverend
Tilted back in the cold
I was thinking it was heaven
Until my open eyes adjusted
Then I saw what was coming
Ebb and flow of the snakes
And the ghost's shiny glow
But it didn't have a face
And I couldn't beat the case
Summer thirteen, started sleeping in on Sundays
So the Devil got me up now
He's got me up now

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