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The crystal that cuts,
It's diamond, I think.
Till when I go nuts about those great lights
Will ten thousand watts bolt out of the night.
Some metal some wood,
Crystal or Human.
It's not just a prude sets right with the tone
A but beaming mood shaped just like a cone.
Do you, do you
Really, really do?
Like metal, wood, diamond
Or Human. But
Same are they But
Unique every way.
Glorious and full
After the tool.
For when I am a tool or two
Will you perchance, gloriously full.
It's diamond, I think.
Till when I go nuts about those great lights
Will ten thousand watts bolt out of the night.
Some metal some wood,
Crystal or Human.
It's not just a prude sets right with the tone
A but beaming mood shaped just like a cone.
Do you, do you
Really, really do?
Like metal, wood, diamond
Or Human. But
Same are they But
Unique every way.
Glorious and full
After the tool.
For when I am a tool or two
Will you perchance, gloriously full.