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Mare Live This Life

horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses. Do you know how to pony like bony maroney Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this

Bowl of Germs Pictures of fields without fences... Shangri La... and Jesus, Jesus in a bowl of germs (don't get scared dad...) after all god loves this

stage. He'll rue the day, he'll rue the hour, As God him life shall give, When Booth stood in that center stage, Crying, "Tyrants shall not live!"

one is dumb with fear Was this the all that life could give Me, who from cradle hungered on, body and soul aflame to live, giving my all and then be

queens and guillotines taking lives denied starch and parchment laid the laws when bishops took the ride only to deceive oh I know I lived this life

life was so simple he had no disguise He lived day to day, no promise he would stay But in these few words he stole my heart away He said: "My life'

of life The pleasures of death I foresee Nightmares and day mares combining To torture my being - This torture inhibits my life The world is a graveyard

horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses. Do you know how to pony like bony maroney Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this

several other corny sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by this release The question everbody wants to know is -- why'd they get this