| In the beginning there was sinning
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| And in the end, well, let’s pretend
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| Blessed is the fruit I dare you
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| To take another bite of it
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| And somehow I think you will
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| In spite of it
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| O’no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
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| O’no no no no no no no is desire a ball and chain
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| O’no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
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| Sweet sixteen with a letter between
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| Mother, virtue won’t you explain?
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| Harvest of victims for the church of no return
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| In the beginning there was sinning
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| And we made love like animals
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| Out of wedlock
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| Away back when it was the laws of nature
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| Not gods or men
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| And in the end, well, let’s pretend
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| O’no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
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| O’no no no no no no no is desire a ball and chain
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| O’no no no no no no no passion like a hurricane
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| Sweet sixteen with a letter between
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| Mother, virtue won’t you explain?
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| Harvest of victims for the church of no return
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| In the beginning a hurricane
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| Transgressed the law
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| And there was fire and desire, passion and smoke
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| And from the mist that chilled the ashes
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| Came the men
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| With the words of right and wrong, huh!
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| Yea let’s pretend again |