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What would you like for Christmas?
A new polarity
You're binary and desperate to deal in higher figures
Fat liquors with a hotter flame
Lick each and every one the same
And March, the mad scientist
Brings a new change in ever-dancing colours
He wrings it here and he wrings it there
But no one stops to see
The change of fate and the fate of change
But slips into his pockets, so he locks it all away from you
And shares not what he thought you knew
And April is summer bound
And February's blue
But no one stops to see the colours
