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Lead |
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I'm off to see
the resurrection |
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are you coming
with me? |
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My stuffed and
motorized snuffed stillborn |
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be hanging from
a tree |
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I'm
off to see the resurrection |
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are you coming
with me? |
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Can't you see |
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My mother's name
is Lead |
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My father's name
is Lead |
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Do you really
think you want to fuck with me |
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My blood is full
of lead |
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I won't run
I will not fall |
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No I won't run I
will not fall |
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It's burning
time |
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but I'm holding
out until the cows come home |
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Back into the
sun |
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My wounds are
cauterized |
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It reeks of sap |
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but I suppose
it's true |
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Stubborn like a
mule |
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rubber like a
match |
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All's I know is-
all's I know is true |
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I've come to see
the resurrection |
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what you got to
show me |
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I wish I wasn't
such a hypocrite |
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slap a muzzle on
me |
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We're all just
slightly less than satisfied |
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with the powers
that be |
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Can't you see |
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My mother's name
is lead |
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My father's name
is lead |
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Do you really
think you want to fuck with me? |
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My blood is full
of lead
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