Good morning I see you There on the phone Good morning I see you Dead on the throne Like a dragonfly With stone wings Stone wings I sing I tell you the ones I love The people of my village That I was drowned in a Scotland sea By pagans in ecstasy Mother; Father you never Heard from me Good morning I see you There on the phone Good morning I see you Dead on the throne Here I sit Stone wings Stone wings I sing I tell you, the ones I love The people of my village That I was drowned in a Scotland sea By pagans in ecstasy Mother; Father you never Heard from me ( Tell me why ) Good morning I see you There on the phone Good morning I see you Dead on the throne I was lifted For the gift For the gift I bring Held down, I drunk the town For the people of my village
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