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Over the house and over the post |
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And lie in the grass and wait from the post |
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And where (?) |
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Nobody works for me |
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Howl for the nation, for the rations, violent fences all for the don |
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I've seen the matrons down |
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Down with the body put the body in the ground |
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All the world in chocolate brown |
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Nobody works for me |
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Sit on the bed lie on the rail |
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Watch as the bastards christ from the trail |
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Where was the world that was tender and frail |
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Who's going to look after me |
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Oh machination |
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Oh waters risin |
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Oh hatred sensation |
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Four from the don |
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Fall down where's that gown |
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Find that clitoris steal his crown |
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Where were the flies where were the bees |
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Steal this sentence penetrate me |
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Love as a (?) |
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Chocolate world chocolate world |
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Who's going to work for me |
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Oh run from sinking ground |
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Where you going to run when there is no ground |
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Where you going to move when there is no ground |
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Call back the heights for me |
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Ha nation one two three |
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Greek lactation works for me |
