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Here comes the maven he's coming around
He's such a connoisseur he's such an autograph hound, yeah
He's got 60 yes men and they tend to agree
There's a lawman built without any eyes
He's got my number, but he's got your size, yeah
And if you measure up a short trip could be wise
Just turn the light off when you go
Just tell the jury all you know
He'll send a sign to you over the sea
There goes the maven sowing his seed
One for the rock one for the hand that feeds, yeah
He reaps the harvest with a sleight of hand
Just say the magic word he's at your side
Beware his tender touch his plans are chilly and wide, yeah
Sleeps through the winter in a wide quiet land
Just turn the light off when you go
Just tell the jury all you know
He'll send a sign to you over the sea
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Here is the maven draining the cup
He takes your arm then he eats you up, yeah
There is a surfeit of everything you crave
Here is the maven signing the cheque
He bought us dinner so what the fucking heck, yeah
There is a surplus of everything you save
Just turn the light off when you go
Just tell the jury all you know
He'll send a sign to you over the sea
Repeat and fade