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All God's children need traveling shoes Drive your problem from here All good people resd good books Now your conscience is clear I hear you talk,girl Now your conscience is clear In the morning when I wipe my brow Wipe the miles away I like to think I can be so willed And never do what you say
And never do what you say Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety Music...... We just poked a little empty pie For the fun the people had at night Late at night don't need hostility
I don't care about their different thoughts Different thoughts are good for me Up in arms and chaste and whole All God's children took their toll Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety Music...
Time to risk a life,a life,a life Sweet and handsome Soft and porky You pig out till you've seen the light Pig out till you've seen the light Half the people read the papers Read them good and well Pretty people nervous people People have got to sell News you have to sell Look my eyes are just holograms
From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety
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