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Someone in these pants
Somebody painted paint
Painted
And where he stood, no one
It's been said he's now
In the land

Well, I've seen saints, but
That I to flag 'em down
When they and in the morning light
You hold that tight
You put it out
But I put it out

My shook, down and out
I've got the blisters of the
new
I name the book you
So up and watch the camera lens
When the risers

it down, song is sacred
And brother, you're a hunter and right at home
And in the morning
I'll my ashtray tight
I could take it
And you can't take it

expect, don't expect
Don't expect, don't
expect, don't expect
Don't