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Cruel is the gospel thats sets us all free, |
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Then takes you away from me. |
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There is no chicago urban blues, more heartfelt than my lament for you. |
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I'm a liberal guy, too cool for the macho ache, with a secret tooth, |
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For the cherry on the cake. |
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With a pious smile, a smile that changes what i say. |
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While i waste my time, inregretting that the days, |
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Went from perfect to just o.k. |
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Lordy, what would i do? don't call me possessive, |
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But god if he's smoochin' with you. |
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I's a jealous boy root, -the world shoyuld be free, |
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But don't you go following suit my heart is aligned- |
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It couldn't be neutral, i couldn't be that way inclined. |
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Its hard to defend, ba ba ba, ba, ba ba, |
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These feelings tuppentup friend. |
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Its cruel, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, |
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Ba ba its cruel, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, |
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Ba ba its cruel, its crueler than cruel. |
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But cruel is the gospel thats sets us all free, |
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Then takes you away from me. |
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Should a love be tender, and bleed out loud? |
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Or be tougher than tough, and prouder than proud. |
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If i'm troubled by every folding of your skirt, |
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Am i guilty of every male inflicted hurt? |
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But i don't know how to describe the modern rose, |
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When i can't refer to her shape against her clothes. |
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With the fever of purple prose. |
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But cruel is the gospel thats sets us all free, |
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Then takes you away from me. |
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Cruel is the gospel thats sets us all free, |
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Then takes you away from me. |
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-my contribution, to urban blues. |
