| These are the sounds of days that are passed
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| We record a new dimension of history
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| A scrapbook of sounds from violence and achievement
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| Just shut up!
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| I have your picture
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| It’s a simple test to establish the proper balance of your loud speaker
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| Never change
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| I have your picture
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| In order to derive maximum enjoyment
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| I have your picture, staring at your face
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| Subtle, the seasons never change
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| I have your picture, staring at your face
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| Subtle in the windows, the seasons never change
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| I… think it was inspired by the devil…
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| Now
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| Devil
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| Devil
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| Now isn’t that something?
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| I… think it was inspired by the devil…
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| Such a lovely melody is playing through my head
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| Let me play it for you
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| I have your picture, staring at your face
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| Subtle in the windows, the seasons never change
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| I have the letters you tried to send me
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| Subtle innuendos; |
| I never opened them
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| I used to think if I died in an evil place
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| Then my soul wouldn’t be able to make it to heaven
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| But now, fuck…
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| Devil
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| Now
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| Devil
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| Devil
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| Now isn’t that something?
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| Devil
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| Now
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| Devil
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| Devil
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| Now isn’t that something?
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| Devil
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| And I’ll kill anyone who dares me
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| I have your picture, staring at your face
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| Subtle in the windows, the seasons never change
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| I have the letters you tried to send me
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| Subtle innuendos; |
| I never opened them
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| A simple test to establish the proper balance of your loud speaker |