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in a world where

butter cuts the knife

children make

the mom's and dad's

and hell created heaven

as punishment

in an upside down world

people would try to do right

to do wrong

and, oh,

so often people love to do wrong

to make love a minor key song

in an upside down version 

of our world,

it would work out 

where the bird would sing

in the maple tree

when we used every bit

of energy

that tries to keep them caged here

in a world where

butter's cut by knives

children made

by mom's and dad's

and hell's heaven's 

invention

oh, vengeance

it's an upside down world

where people try to do wrong

to do right

and, oh,

so often people love to do wrong

to make love a minor key song

you can call it a backwards version

of our backwards world

it would work out

where the bird would soar

above ageless trees

when we used every bit

of synergy

that tries to keep them maimed here