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Day Of The Jackalope

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Well, my senses are sharpened 
I'm half in the bag 
I got a Cheshire smile and 
A five cent rag. 

Day of the jackalope 

Abandon all ye faithful 
Abandon all ye hope 
Abandon all ye faithful 
It's the day of the jackalope 

Well, I heard about your problems 
With your old man 
Well, he's a non-issue 
As fast as I can 

Day of the jackalope 

Abandon all ye people 
Abandon all ye hope 
Abandon all ye people 
It's the day of the jackalope 

Well, the leaves blow in circles 
In my footsteps 
Like the mouth of a river 
I have no regrets 

Day of the jackalope 

Abandon all ye people 
Abandon all ye hope 
Abandon all ye people 
It's the day of the jackalope