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shots. Start from the crust. Kick it if you must bust. Use it (Put the pieces together). Get on your feet. Hit the corners, hit the beats. Electricity, when our eyes. Caught each other in the city
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miles . They took it into the nuclear mine. Judging by this, they left nothing behind. Down in the bunkers in the crust of the earth. Now crouch the wealthy and the noble of birth. If I could a ride a
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mine. Judging by this, they left nothing behind. Down in the bunkers in the crust of the earth. Now crouch the wealthy and the noble of birth If I could a ride a train around the city. That holds
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. . . When You've got Money,. You've got lots of friends. Crowding round the door. When you're gone, spending ends. They don't come no more. Rich relations give. Crust of bread and such. You can help
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give. A crust of bread and such. You can help yourself. But you better not take too much, no. . Mama may have. Papa may have. But God bless the child. Who's got his own. Who's got his own
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got his own. . Money, you've got lots of friends. Crowdin' round the door. When it's gone and. Spendin' ends. They don't come no more. . Rich realations give. A crust of bread and such. You
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got lots of friends. Crowding round the door. When you're gone, spending ends. They don't come no more. Rich relations give. Crust of bread and such. You can help yourself. But don't take too
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. . Repeat x2. Money, you've got lots of friends. Crowding round the door. When you're gone, spending ends. They don't come no more. Rich relations give. Crust of bread and such. You can help yourself
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own. That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends. Crowdin' round the door. When it's gone and. Spendin' ends. They don't come no more Rich realations give. A crust of bread and such. You
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his own. That's got his own. . Money, you've got lots of friends. Crowding round the door. When you're gone, spending ends. They don't come no more. Rich relations give. Crust of bread and such
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his own. That's got his own. . Money, you've got lots of friends. Crowding round the door. When you're gone, spending ends. They don't come no more. Rich relations give. Crust of bread and such
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through the sorrows of life's marauders. Unrepenting, often empty. Sail on, sail on, sailor. . Caught like a sewer rat alone, but, I sail. Bought like a crust of bread, but, oh, do I wail. . Seldom
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on the bus from the airport. Too many holes in the crust of the earth. The planet groans. Every time it registers another birth. . But among the reeds and rushes. A baby girl was found. Her eyes
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through the sorrows of life's marauders. Unrepenting, often empty. Sail on, sail on, sailor. . Caught like a sewer rat alone, but, I sail. Bought like a crust of bread, but, oh, do I wail. . Seldom
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chime. And the whole world whispering. Born at the right time. You're born at the right time, ooh. Born at the right time Too many people on the bus from the airport. Too many holes in the crust of
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. Born at the right time. You're born at the right time, ooh. Born at the right time Too many people on the bus from the airport. Too many holes in the crust of the earth. The planet groans. Every
