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Ah, pardon C'est bon Just outside the city I was holding something's no one's ever seen before Its eyes were kind of pretty Its irises were blacked out And its scales were made of gold Even through the flash flood Spared it every harvest 'cause I wanted it to grow The scientists came knocking And something deep within me that refused to let it go I know you are Onto something, onto something I know you are Onto something, onto something Gave it to the city And hoped that maybe one day it'd pass its children all its luck Something of a mascot Till one day, they had found its silver belly facing up For a week, they kept it quiet And without a proper burial, they kept it in a jar It was stressed until it passed The pump was overfilled with sand, and then they spoiled a lucky charm I know you are Onto something, onto something I know you are Onto something, onto something I know you are And something new