| Wages of Sin |
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| fall into oblivion with me, my love in the palm drunken night |
| and stars above go west to the desert land the wind is like |
| an invisible hand get a gun and be a man oh yeah |
| and don’t you never ask the reason why bad world american sad world |
| l’american hold me and never come again |
| in the bad new world ain’t no wages of sin enter oblivion |
| like rain from the sky and don’t you never ask the reason why |
| bad world american sad world l’american hold me and never come again in the bad new world ain’t no wages of sin |
