Church - The Maven lyrics

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Here comes the Maven, he's coming around<br />

He's such a connoisseur, he's such an autograph hound, yeah<br />

He's got 60 yes-men and they tend to agree<br />

There's a long black book without any eyes<br />

He's got my number but he's got your size, yeah<br />

And if you measure up then a sure trick'll be wise<br />

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Just turn the light off when you go (he hates the dark)<br />

Just tell the jury all you know (was just a lark)<br />

We'll send a sign to you over the sea<br />

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There goes the Maven, sowing his seed<br />

One for the rock, one for the hand that feeds, yeah<br />

He reaps the harvest with his sleight of hand<br />

Just say the magic word and he's at your side<br />

Beware his tender touch, his plans are chilly and wide, yeah<br />

Sleeps through the winter in a white quiet land<br />

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Here is the Maven, draining the cup<br />

He takes your arm and then he eats you up, yeah<br />

There is a surfeit of everything you crave<br />

Here is the Maven, signing the check<br />

He bought us dinner so what the fucking heck, yeah<br />

There is a surplus of everything you save