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The ocean murders a flock
Of bright orange doves
As they get caught, we can see them
The ocean murders a flock
Of anything it wants
No one complains, 'cause it's got to be fed
And they're just glad that it didn't see them
And they shouldn't blame themselves for that
'Cause it's really, really hard to break even
