The paper chase

All manner of pox and canker

The paper chase
The ghosts will toast champagne
And organize like veins
Conspire and then commiserate
And then it's into the oven, into the oven
The baby hair you saved
Will circle around their drain
They got a big sick surprise for you
Yeah, it's in the oven, it's in the oven

Into the oven you go.

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