Possum by Night

When the house lights all go dark
 
 Shuffle on down to the park
 Spent stars in the winter sky
 Days of refuge in short supply
 All you parasites climb abord
 
 All you vagabonds praise the Lord
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 When the compost pile grows high
 
 Climb to the top if I try
 Long haul truckers still wide awake
 Guard their pathways for Jesus' sake
 All your garbage trucks to the curb
 
 True sons of the living word
 Try not to get stuck in the intake vent
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 Grow fat, and grow old, and go blind, and be content
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 All your pack dogs have your say
 
 Let me just find my own way
 Moon in the trees my guide
 Walk with my jaw hinged wide
 Once more unto the breach
 Safe in the spots that the light can't reach