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The Hallelujah Highway
We sing and shout and chase that "Gold"
We make claims that "All" are Brothers
But "Temples" aren't just bought or sold
They're paid with the "Blood" of others
We dance the "Dance," then change our stance
While traveling down the "Bi-Way"
For those we "Bleed," no second glance
Down the "Hallelujah Highway!"
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Randy Freie
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