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My
mind
goes
back
to
the
earliest
times
When
I
learned
how
to
use
a
sticking
plaster
Now
I
understand
why
Her
beauty′s
better
viewed
in
alabaster
Those
wonderful
flowers
The
ones
that
bloom
the
best
They're
the
ones
that
you
scared
half
to
death
You
catch
their
scent
In
the
physics
of
the
situation
And
all
the
physics
meant
Oh,
religion
It
wasn′t
meant
for
everyone
Oh,
religion
Even
the
truth
can
be
a
bad
thing
My
mind
goes
back
to
the
earliest
times
Adam's
out
there
in
the
audience
with
Eve
in
the
wings
And
I'm
not
thick,
I
know
that
trick
Let′s
keep
it
all
tugging
at
their
heart-strings
Oh,
religion
It
wasn′t
meant
for
everyone
Oh,
religion
Even
the
truth
can
be
a
bad
thing
My
soul
goes
back
to
our
earliest
words
Wanders
around
wondering,
oh,
where
it
is?
And
then,
black
with
age
It
turns
my
face
to
bliss,
away
from
the
old
abyss
Oh,
evolution
It
wasn't
meant
for
everyone
Oh,
evolution
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