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You can laugh, you can dance, you can piddle in your pantsYou can whistle past the graveyard of your sweetheartBut nobody's buying in spite of your tryingWe're still waiting hereI doA long 'tap tap tap' on the door of my cellar from fishers of menOh my Hecate you wereAs beautiful as herA scent of the trees on a round rustle breeze blowin' 'round and 'roundOne we betrayed, two we saved, three stopped back to old Hickory HouseI doOur old 'tap tap tap' on the door of the cellar of fishers of menOh my Hecate you weren'tAs beautiful as herHere comes one known soldierSay goodbye from the porch of an old worn down tired out hero's endOur big wooden sister was afraid she had missed her own coming out nowSongtexteI doOur old 'tap tap tap' on the door of my cellar from fishers of menOh my Hecate you wereMore beautiful than herHere comes one known soldier Aus Songtexte Mania