The Sun begins it's daily stoll
As all over clocks do chime
Call to worship, to join, condole
Marking hour and time
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All over clocks do chime
Enough to make a long day whole
Marking the hours and time
And leaving a heavy toll
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Enough to make a long day whole
Dealing with crime and grime
Leaving behind a heavy toll
Go home and clean off the slime
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Dealing with crime and grime
While passing by worshippers, offering to condole
Go home and remove the slime
As the Sun retreats into its hole
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