Autonomadic - Seven lyrics

When I was six years old Teacher told me I was slow "You must learn to count to ten -- You can't just stop at seven." But seven scabie Grahams And seven Gevar lambs And seven kits with seven cats And seven dwarves in seven hats When I go to work The numbers make my head hurt My boss says, "A dozen even." I say "No! It must be seven!" 'Cause seven sister stars And seven Argives sparred And seven streets with seven dials And seven horns and seven eyes I get home from work again Flip to Channel Seven The girl pulls the balls from the bin The next six -- all sevens! Yeah, seven autumn flowers And seven bidding bauers And seven champions kneel And seven colored wheels And seven bloody stones And seven kings of Rome And seven deadly plagues And seven floating kegs The bodies seven lie