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By The Blood Brothers, fire! fire! fire!
orange yellow and black flesh trees bloom fire
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By The Blood Brothers, NARRATOR
HOW SWIFTLY THOSE WHO'VE MADE A PACT,
CAN COME
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By The Blood Brothers, separate the sparkle from the stars and put them both
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By The Blood Brothers, When the french maids cigarette turns
burns like a boiling tapeworm
(that
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By The Blood Brothers, you're walking through the forests where they feed the trees
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By The Blood Brothers, brass boots, where has your gaunt gown gone?
whose streets have
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By The Blood Brothers, NARRATOR
THERE'S A FEW BOB IN YOUR POCKET
AND YOU'VE
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By The Blood Brothers, MR LYONS
TAKE A LETTER, MISS JONES QUOTE
I REGRET
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By The Blood Brothers, I wanna tell you about the Fifth Horseman of the
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By The Blood Brothers, MRS. JOHNSTONE
Tell me it's not true,
Say it's just a story,
Something
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By The Blood Brothers, MICKEY
IF I WAS LIKE HIM
I'D KNOW ALL THE
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By The Blood Brothers, And every soldier's face is burnt,
and it's a mask or
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By The Blood Brothers, MRS JOHNSTONE
MICKEY. DON'T SHOOT EDDIE. HE'S YOUR
BROTHER. YOU
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By The Blood Brothers, I spent seventeen nights in the city,
watching the horizon beckon
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By The Blood Brothers, NARRATOR
THERE'S A FULL MOON SHINING
AND A JOKER IN
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By The Blood Brothers, Through the screen door your thoughts are quarentined,
by the way
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By The Blood Brothers, My heart is a black haunted loom,
weaving jackets for children
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By The Blood Brothers, Butter. Butter and babies
this shack's distinct aroma.
Sugar, I'd come over
but
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By The Blood Brothers, When I awoke I lay tied to a foreign bed.
Inside
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By The Blood Brothers, I've spent
twenty-two years in this zoo of broken faces.
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By The Blood Brothers, We are not in a position to display these lyrics
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By The Blood Brothers, Fingers: 1-900-USA-NAILS
Prisoner: "operator I love you.
Operator, I would never leave
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By The Blood Brothers, I've fallen face first into a painting
of hallucinogenic sunset.
at vital
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By The Blood Brothers, we're the boys jailed in a horse's skull.
we nailed our
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By The Blood Brothers, Those Wolf Mechanics.
Those Wolf Mechanics.
Today you beat the fortune teller
to
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By The Blood Brothers, this telepathic hangover gnaws the nipples off my neck.
well, when