I can't see, said the boy to the Gunner
And whatever I saw, keeps getting Dimmer
When the sharks came, I thought I was a swimmer
But each day, the hope keeps getting thinner
Said the Gunner
Rum is fun, when they go for the gun
Said the Gunner
Put the apple on your own head
Till the Gunner's Return
Burn baby, Till I Return
Says the boy again
"Rather Die, Than Live a Lie"
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