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You don'teven know your name You geton a bicycle And bendthe frame Samson ina cage Gave him somewine and Danish Man, washe depraved
Raindrops, teardrops Give mesome real food Like outon the balcony Hamishin a den Now that
I'm seventeen He mustbe ten You don't seemto love me any more I gave youmy word of honour You sprinkledyour path with gravel Angelsfell from the sky You don'teven know your name You geton a bicycle I get ona plane Namedropson a hill Perhaps ina distant valley They'llbe still You don't seemto love me any more I gave youmy word of honour You sprinkledyour path with gravel Angelsfell from the sky You don't seemto love me any more I gave youmy word of honour You sprinkledyour path with gravel Angelsfell from the sky Namedropson a hill Perhaps ina distant valley They'llbe still
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