Don't go here, don't go there
Don't go, by God, anywhere
You're sure to get yourself in danger
Need the help of the Lone Ranger,
Need an EPIRB or a long rope
Far beyond some change of hope
That you'll survive to dance again
For mixing danger and sin,
Oh, but I say, do not heed
Or be scared by signs you read
Yes, be prudent, but not a prude
Always act when In the mood,
Random travel, random pleasure
Always dig for buried treasure
Sometimes X does mark the spot
Enjoy life, before we rot,
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