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Streak the windows |
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Smear the walls with coconut oil, yeah |
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Fill the cast-iron kettle |
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With water and magnolia blossom |
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Let it boil |
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Let the water roll |
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Let the fire takes its toll |
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I'm coming home, I'm coming home |
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Dust off the idols |
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Give them something to eat |
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I think they're hungry |
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I know I'm starving half to death |
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I know you're waiting |
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I know you've been waiting for a long, long time |
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And I'm coming home |
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I'm coming home |
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Set the table |
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Those three extra places |
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One for me, one for your doubts |
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And one for God |
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Let the incense burn in every room |
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Feel the fullness of time in the empty tomb |
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Feel the future kicking in your womb |
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I'm coming home, I'm coming home |
