| I’m gonna turn my back for awhile, down
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| While nothing bad can or will befall
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| The lights welcome me all by myself
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| And the fires only bronze they do not burn
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| Well do you understand girls where its going
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| I’ll fuck girls, if there’s violence to come
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| Why, happiness, ohhhh happiness
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| They’re crying, and their night has come
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| See them in the theatre, they’re very, very real
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| Scold them when they come home, dirty, crying
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| Well, love, is forbidden outwardly
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| But inside there is no denying, oh
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| So move love aside, boys, bury their hats
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| And they suffer while they waste and hurt
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| They are men who bow before us now
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| And i do not trust them, no
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| How many children are there like this?
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| Yeah, and how many will I serve?
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| O if i could have a clue what justice is
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| It would be more than i deserve, oh
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| O time is passing, come into my house
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| Loot the pantries and muss the sheets
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| Have you found it useful, thinkin' here?
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| Your host will be ten miles, on back |