I counted out about three years
I counted out a clean dozen
And if it strikes you as an easy road
I'm telling you, cousin
I made it all about the mirror
the window and the door
beats working endlessly
at telling what it's all good for
and at the point
I was ready to say
I'd just been at it too long
I found I could not
turn my back
or walk away from the
endless axis of song
You may think you got it
all figured out at line one or two
maybe you had me by the
introduction
and said to yourself oh
I know all about you
well you didn't at that
for the axis is great and mighty
and if you find me at my
leisure
I'll demonstrate that I don't
take it lightly
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