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Do you think you'd love him |
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All the same? Even if |
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he'd lose |
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everything faith Too you gave your blood |
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and the rest of That ri-- |
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--diculous crown of all Your rags |
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for just |
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one dollar. You will ask men |
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to follow you And serve you to leave their lands |
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And their fathers who will love you |
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But cheaters and whores |
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Maybe they will follow |
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you at the same But they will |
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wait for a reward |
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Richer than your word. |
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Jesus died in Las Vegas |
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And here the lights have that |
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have the taste of his blood pain and regret. |
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Jesus died in Las Vegas |
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And he died with the arrogance |
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Of who feels loved |
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feels loved and betrayed |
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In a dim motel |
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you betrayed your friends |
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And married a beautiful for few dollars |
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A cigar one day wedding three nails |
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Are enough to be part of history |
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if one accepts it an one believes in |
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it someone will follow him |
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And abandon flags and kings |
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With sandals or a cadillac, |
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You will have his place |
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But they will forget you |
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And you don't know |
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How easy is to substitute a god. |
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Jesus died in Las Vegas |
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And here the lights have that |
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have the taste of his blood pain and regret. |
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Jesus died in Las Vegas |
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And he died with the arrogance |
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Of who feels loved |
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feels loved and betrayed |
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Nothing is more contagious than sin. |
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Nothing is more contagious than sin. |
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Nothing is more contagious than sin. |
