Well, the undertaker drew a heavy sigh seeing no one else had come,
And a bell was ringing in the village square for the sprinter on the run.
Blades on the run.....Blades on the run.
And the jailer man and Uncle sam, were searching every one
For the blades on the run
The one eyed man in the kingdom of the blind wasn't king, he was stoned for seeing light.
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