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Snake The Cross The Crown The Mander Salis

a mother went up to the mountain she said it was for gold but all these drums and indians, oh no. said buddy was a good boy, but just not for me come

red and yellow through this dirty window pane disturbing your sediments of classic form and thought wrapped in purposeless veneers of worthless words

finally oh this is the morning of six eyes malicious cold dark stares one single gentleman is not even watching maybe he's not prepared so this is how

no, don't want the world yeah, cause you'll wanna have everything and don't say that you're just a little more deserving of this or of that yeah, cause

Mother Mary was a friend to me she went down to the freak house she never wanted to leave so father fairy, he rises up to me sent somebody here to get