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Make mine old time, or i'il spit in your eye |
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It's better than lying, anytime . . . |
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I'm horrified of modern times, i'm trying |
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Very hard to keep up my guard |
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Everything's becoming drag, we'd best be off |
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Escape the bad- could be very sad |
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Misery coming over me, i'm thinking about |
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Going blind and don't want to see. |
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Shift around this one-song town |
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Like a sparrow with a broken wing -feeling blue!!! |
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Terrified to step outside, it's so easy |
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To make a suicide come true |
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Masturbation-getting off; you can scoff |
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Your ideals offer nothing new! |
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I'm getting ready to run and hide, |
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Looking for a suitable bitch to crucify. |
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We're all beginqing to |
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Testify, testify-it's getting fierce |
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We're all beginning to testify, |
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Testify, to be cavaliers |
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How does it feel now you've testified? |
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Love to have god next to me with his |
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Hands around my throat in harmony |
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Take away the silver tray, fetch me water |
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God, give me strength, i'm in pain |
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Seeing, blow-job blues and boogaloos |
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Ten little niggers hooked on absinthe and daffodils |
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Telling tales of white gardinia, |
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Honky-tonking all the love that's in ya! |
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We're all beginqing to |
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Testify, testify-it's getting fierce |
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We're all beginning to testify, |
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Testify, to be cavaliers |
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How does it feel now you've testified? |
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Long-tailed coat, a silly joke; they drink |
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Like men then see them choke on coca-cola |
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Morgue-like iips and waitress tips and you |
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Shuffle around on your sabrina hips |
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Make mine old time or i'll spit in your eye |
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It's better than lying-anytime |
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Horrified to step outside, trying very |
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Hard to keep up my guard. |
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We're all beginqing to |
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Testify, testify-it's getting fierce |
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We're all beginning to testify, |
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Testify, to be cavaliers |
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How does it feel now you've testified? |