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The New Year
7:56It was summer and 106 degrees The air was hot water There was no motion in the trees And in this weather only two things grow Or three: frustration, hot tempers, and disease That menace has found us again It's not just the old giving up and in Don't let it take your breath away We're all feeling ill at ease Since we were swinging through the trees And everyone knows no one will ever know The true source of disease I don't know about God But I'm sure there's a devil You see it in the eyes Of every man and woman who's ill I don't know about Hell or our souls But our bodies are all going to Hell And disease has found us again In a few healthy years Do we think it will end? Don't let it take your breath away