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Eros,
impaled through the liver, kicked feebly then expired with a rattle. Discussing
the phenomenon later in the morgue, we are moved to speculation.
"Who," I pondered, pressing coins onto his tiny eyes, "will discharge his duties now?" "Only Artemis has a bow," Androgyno replied. "She must fire the shots." "Then no-one will know which way to turn." Artemis her arrows spent inclined to take her ease So to fetch the missiles sent Androgyno and me Thus we worked the morning long beneath the cherry trees To gather all the arrows up ingratiatingly She cried Carry on It struck me in the morning as the wind began to turn And the trawler men prepared to set the nets adrift astern That though the sniper's marksmanship is harder to endure The wounds are rarely fatal and it's swift to find a cure That lover's sighs extemporise in song and so withstand But Artemis' venom needs a laying on of hands Cry Carry on Embrace the bullet bite the bomb while she puts her armour on Cry carry on Take the bait wait your turn to hold the candle 'til you burn Artemis her arrows spent inclined to take her ease Her rooks about her shoulders and her bow across her knees We perforce as promise have carried out the task And all the arrows laid before her as she idles in the grass That she may arm herself anew steady-eyed to aim The shaft against the supple yew and shoot us once again Chords: Intro. G A# C A# Verse/Chorus C A# G
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