Sisyphus was a real boulder holder.
Oh, how you can get stucco.
You can get stucco between this world and the next.
Just ask the disembodied, just ask the disemboweled.
There’s a couple of shady characters hanging around.
They’re from Hell, Michigan,
Which just froze over.
They lived in the house that shadows built.
In the evening, shadow-play on dark walls.
What are you, giving me the runaround?
You’re gone today and here tomorrow.
Die? Sisyphus asked, taking no break.
Why, that's the last thing I'll ever do.
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