| With no father, and no son
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| He’s a Christian — but not the one
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| With a guidance, like a lemming
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| Fell so deep in the sea
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| There’s a glory in the brain
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| It’s so crass — it’s so vain
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| Oh mother nature and tunnel vision
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| Back to back — oh sing to me Take my heart, take my soul
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| Take my Jesus, take my dole
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| Kill my children, steal my home
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one
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| Rain or storm, spit on love
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| To the exile, spit on love
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| Mother bore me, in a nightmare
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one
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| Take my heart, take my soul
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| Take my Jesus, take my dole
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| Kill my children, steal my home
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| I came a cropper when I trusted you
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| Life is bladder (not sure about «Life is bladder»)
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one
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| I had to steal, I had to beg
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| I’m never worried, I’m never bled
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| Oh mother Mary, hell what’s the story
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| I’m the one
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| Yeah, I’m the one
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| Take my heart, take my soul
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| Take my Jesus, take my dole
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| Kill my children, steal my home
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| I’m the one
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| The one
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one |