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But if you are wasted [1] sic. Is this supposed to be altar? This is how it appears on the lyric sheet.
The atomic war du drehst dich eiskalt weg guckst deine daily soap I think I hate myself How are you these days, now you're a family man?
A journey to my history
Freddie the Foxxx, the swift rap ranger
This cannot be right...
We sit here and listen to all of the story so far
mais mo+e, j'tiens l'diable par la queue
With a vengeance I had never known
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Di voi che resta parole audaci carezze caste timide braci
for the big wheel's spinning around ?out ancestries found
IS THIS THE OLD LOFT
and the marchin' of the people
by your house and shoot your
Oh I wish that I could fly
han toon ran toon ran toon fran min han toon ran toon nan toon fram
How many gone to waste
Can you hear it--it's the
Pistolet Jo est irresistible,
hidden behind my chevy's walls
Can't imagine how mentally lost I am (*memories*)
es natural la selecci+-n
We watched as you grew.
I had a dream, I said a prayer
And I'm done, done onto the next one
The weeks and months blend into one
To trust our neughbours