| It’s not a good idea to walk on fertile ground, she says
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| It depends upon the seed you sow, he replies
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| 'Cause sometimes some seeds will fall along the path, she says
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| As a man sows, so shall he reap
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| As a man sows, so shall he reap, my friend
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| You’re crazy to want this, says the killer to the saint
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| What the hell are you doing here?
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| I don’t know you, but I know, you don’t belong here!
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| I don’t fancy the idea, says the killer to the saint
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| I have to keep my quarter clear
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| I don’t like your face and I know, you don’t belong here!
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| A shot in the face is a purifying deed, she says
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| It depends upon the point of view, he replies
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| Rely on my compassion, you performed very well, she says
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| As a man sows, so shall he reap
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| As a man sows, so shall he reap, my friend
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| And I know, you don’t belong here! |