Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Jack Horner
Here in this, the pickle barrel of life, I'm painted into a corner
They say that a man's home is his castle, so this hollow jungle must be my chalet
I've spent an eternity without a map or a horse following the greasy highway

Call it the road of excess if you will
I've found that the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom
And it's a well travelled road littered with many a wreck
All makes for a good night's sleep when a day is done

It is a known fact that wise men gather at the waters of knowledge
And that these same waters flow freely from long neck bottles
Yes these are the days of eternal wonders and ours is the voice of the seven thunders
Yes men, these are the days of eternal wonders and ours is the voice of the seven thunders


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