Lyrics:
my dreams wer the justling beams can puzzle my genes just enuf that i noe i'm so-n-so scuse me, is this yr microfone? i found it down my baritone such
And then I began justling you dustiling I will never stop tussling cus I'm always mussiling I simply can't stop brustling
Whilst I, a hope-abandon'd wight, Unfitted with an aim, Meet ev'ry sad returning night, And joyless morn the same; You, bustling, and justling, Forget each
a rustling, that seem'd like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands
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