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All God's children need travelling shoes |
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Drive your problems from here |
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All good people read good books |
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Now your conscience is clear |
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I hear you talk girl |
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Now your conscience is clear |
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In the morning when I wipe my brow |
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Wipe the miles away |
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I like to think I can be so willed |
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And never do what you say |
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I'll never hear you |
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And never do what you say |
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Look my eyes are just holograms |
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Look your love has drawn red from my hands |
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From my hands you know you'll never be |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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We've just poked a little empty pie |
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For the fun that people had at night |
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Late at night don't need hostility |
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The timid smile and pause to free |
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I don't care about their different thoughts |
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Different thoughts are good for me |
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Up in arms and chaste and whole |
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All God's children took their toll |
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Look my eyes are just holograms |
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Look your love has drawn red from my hands |
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From my hands you know you'll never be |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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Cup of tea, takes time to think, yeah |
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Time to risk a life, a life, a life |
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Sweet and handsome |
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Soft and porky |
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You pig out 'til you've seen the light |
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Pig out 'til you've seen the light |
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Half the people read the papers |
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Read them good and well |
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Pretty people, nervous people |
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People have got to sell |
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News you have to sell |
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Look my eyes are just holograms |
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Look your love has drawn red from my hands |
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From my hands you know you'll never be |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
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More than twist in my sobriety |
