| I saw my old friend Gabriel
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| Down the perimeter ringing a bell
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| I said hello
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| Hey man is there something wrong?
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| Where has everybody gone?
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| I don’t know
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| Well I put a rag across my mouth
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| And I went out
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| Yeah moving slow
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| What are you doing he said to me
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| I’m looking for my company
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| He said don’t bother no
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| Well, Next thing you know when I took a look
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| Gabe was trying to sell me a book
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| But I got no dough
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| He said «Check it out It’s going cheap
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| Check it out it’s going cheap»
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| «Ok I’ll give it a go»
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| Well, I read that book — every page
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| And then I put it away
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| Said «I don’t think so
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| It makes slaves of all of womankind
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| And corpses of the men
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| And I, I just don’t know»
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| And we care a little bit
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| We get scared a little bit
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| Of those two cold dead eyes
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| That stare a little bit
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| And we cry a little bit
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| And we get by a little bit
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| Yeah, let your tears
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| All come falling down
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| Put me on a big white steed
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| Ride it up and down your street
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| (Will the soul survive? I don’t know)
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| Wrapped in a crimson coat
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| Sail me in a great big boat |
| (Will the soul survive? I don’t know)
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| I’ll sail around the waters for you
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| Kill your sons and daughters for you
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| (Will the soul survive? I don’t know)
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| Put me on a big white horse
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| Send me down to Banbury Cross
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| (Will the soul survive? I don’t know)
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| Oh yeah
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| (Will the soul survive?)
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| It’s okay Joe, its time to go
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| (Will the soul survive?)
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| It’s okay Joe, its time to go
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| (Will the soul survive?)
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah
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| (Will the soul survive?)
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| It’s okay Joe, its time to go
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| (Will the soul survive?)
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| (Will the soul survive?) |