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Hot on the heels of '78 The wailing dance of the cardiac rate Break out lungs in ecstasy The gross physique of devilry says, "Oh! When they play the music too slow My heart falls into the cold And the ice has come again!" Take my future, take my hand Take a turn in the promised land Host of quadrille, heel of fire Spirals down the steepest spire The spiral of hope and the noose of the rope and the draw of the blade |