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By Petra Haden, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday
If you're troubled and you
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By Petra Haden, The [Incomprehensible] with dynamic tension
Can turn into a piece of
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By Petra Haden, She sang the best she'd ever sang
She couldn't ever sing
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By Petra Haden, Our love was
Our love was famine, frustration
We only acted out
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By Petra Haden, The Redchins in their millions
Will overspill their borders
And chaos then
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By Petra Haden, Relax and settle down
Let your mind go 'round
Lay down on
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By Petra Haden, You take away the breath I was keeping for sunrise
You
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By Petra Haden, Me and my brother were talkin' to each other
'Bout what
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By Petra Haden, By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young girl calling:
"Michael,
