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Father tried today to appreciate his son
Follow 103 to the crematorium where I pay my bills
And climb up to the highest hill
And throw a part of me away

Satan rose today to annihilate the world
God bless his little boy heart as he goes and
Falls in love with a pretty girl
He loves vanity in girls
'Cos it tears them all up inside

In my head life's forever a condition
Find a heart and deliver it to me
Science is about a quarter superstition
Count me out and you can have it for free
Father tried today to appreciate his son   Follow 103 to the crematorium where I pay my bills   And climb up to the highest hill   And throw a part of me away      Satan rose today to annihilate the world   God bless his little boy heart as he goes and   Falls in love with a pretty girl   He loves vanity in girls   'Cos it tears them all up inside      In my head life's forever a condition   Find a heart and deliver it to me   Science is about a quarter superstition   Count me out and you can have it for free