observe the monster in its
habitat
Sure you’ve got to wonder how it
got like that
So grave and growling like
an old mill stone
You got to wonder how it got
so alone
Don’t think the monster won’t
Chase you down
Don’t think it won’t leave the forest, take a
trip to town
Don’t think that the monster won’t
Show up at your door
Don’t think it’s the postman ringing
at your door
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