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I was at the

Archeological

 Pit of Life

I seen them

 Destroying Nimrud

 With a butter knife

 A helpless world looks on

 Oh what a powerful lot

They pretend to be

They finally got caught

Somebody's telling lies

Who can it be

Afraid to say

Shadowdancers

Who do you believe ?

But back to the women

 And the girls

Crying by themselves

I found the slings and arrows

In that

Archeological pit

From your stomach to your mouth .