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saw that the world Was all blessed and bright And Sally breathed softly In the majestic night O baby please don't cry And try to keep Your little hand upon my shoulder
and ready to brawl then say No Way Y'all... No Way Y'all This one is for the refugees and child soldiers Carrying the weight of the world upon their shoulders
You juice your f---ing friends like Dracula but when we kick you out you're just brokula you left a big surprise from Pacific Bell called all your relatives and your
be. But how are we supposed to see where we should run? I see you shuffle in the courtroom with your rings upon your fingers and your downy little sidies and your silver
world Won't save you If there is no other side To cross to When you're world's not feeling ugly And the world's not too much Take the world upon your
appearance of the warrior wraith"] Three dead man rode across the sky Three kingly warlords of the night Three hunting spirits crowned with silver thorns Upon
I saw that the world Was all blessed and bright And Sally breathed softly In the majestic night O baby please don't cry And try to keep Your little hand upon my shoulder
life And leave your carcass in the darkness Where the jackals prowl upon your grave Yo hear a howl from the cave Then I snatch out your arms and give
lane, the salty rain come's skipping down your shoulder blades I want you more each and every day A thunder storm, violet forms amber shades brush across your
that) the world (Was) all blessed and bright And Henry breathed softly In the majestic night O baby please don't cry And try to keep Your little head upon my shoulder
do it with the wife So don't get jealous. Don't get sloppy. Tie your dreams up in a bag Paste a smile upon your face. Take a drag upon your fag. (If it