| Devil’s got a cut, like a slit in a cattle’s calf
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| Dollar sign snakes, I’m all in the damned
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| Godless, fearless of the flood
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| Or the blood of the coming spring
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| Something is shedding its scales
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| Crying from the heat of the light
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| Or the empty shell on the stage
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| And cash is a poor man’s money
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| Cash is a poor man’s money
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| You say god, and I say SAY10
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| You say god, and I say SAY10
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| Say, say, SAY10
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| Open your mouth, love
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| Like a gutted church
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| My goat horns are napalm trees
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| And a crown of thorns is hard to swallow
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| You should pray now
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| Is it above or is it below?
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| You should pray now
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| Is it above or is it below?
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| You say god, and I say SAY10
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| You say god, and I say SAY10
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| Say, say, SAY10
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| Cocaine and Abel
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| I don’t baptize whores
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| I’m a legend, I’m not a fable
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| Cocaine and Abel
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| I don’t baptize whores
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| I’m a legend, I’m not a fable
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| Cocaine and Abel
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| I don’t baptize whores
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| I’m a legend, I’m not a fable
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| You should pray now
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| Is it above or is it below?
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| You should pray now
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| Is it above or is it below?
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| You say god, and I say SAY10
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| You say god, and I say SAY10
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| Say, say, SAY10
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| Say, say, SAY10
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| Say, say, SAY10 |