I may be
just like Bill
I'm up on the hill
and I
I can feel the filth is coming
I can see it
I thought I heard you
in my room last night
lonely lemur
You blew me out
South and Texas too
I made love to
Bill Bailey
Won't you come on home tonight?
Bill Bailey
Won't you come
I'm movin' on the black train
The night it beats me
Why do you keep me way underground?
My sight is dying
Come down to the willow garden with me
Come go with
I ask for water, and she gave me gasoline
I ask
Everybody always liked Johnny's mother
Everybody always thought that she was
I take you
I rape you
get in the car
you're going with
She was frozen
her light would not see the day
I walked
Your bus just broke down
must have been 12th and A
you
Snow cuts loose from the frozen
Until it joins with the
Well, this is what I've never told you
yes, we are
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