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The Hunters - Adam Uriel Burstein

The Hunters - lyrics and music by Adam Uriel Burstein The deposit hunters' prey is quarters They search real deep they light their torches The carry tote-bags full of plastic When there's a good one they're ecstatic But usually the bin is empty An early bird was there already When I see them I think of you Were you hunting like they do? Frantically fingering the change return Eager over a couple of cents to earn Conversing with a demon that they nurture Perhaps another ticket machine is better But the machines are always empty No one leaves there some or any When I see them I think of you Were you hunting like they do