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The Elephants
You were guilty
Take your penthotal
You are crazy locked up
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They tie you to your bed
You scream in your delirium
You can no longer act
That's medicine
Des corridors too white
Drink your medicine
You are in 4 walls
Pills, injections
It will last for months
Madness as the only law
Your anxiety will have to disappear
Here's the intravenous
The aqueous solution
If that's medicine,
I prefer the guillotine...