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peek-a-boo

a solider and a sailor sing a lonesome song just for your entertainment but in it you are betrayed by visions of heaven shine with the late night ribald drinkers after all after a few bottles even mortality seems lively disjointedly you pick your way through all these salvation's never quite believing that you could exceed your worth and standing after all you can buy a new life for dirt cheap long as your willing to give up your lifestyle long as your willing to be disarmed of all those quick witted answers you think fit so well and give up all her peek-a-boo paradise's the solider and sailor buy a round and toasting the queen they bury the hatchet no expectations can lead you on to the brink of such strange bedfellows but you'll try you can only hope not to be a victim of such defeatism when all the ribald drinkers have left the saloon walking in the thin light of dawn you will remember all these beautiful things and dream better dreams build better sunrises from the gloom of days ending

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