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Well all the apostles-they’re sitting in swings
Saying I’d sell off my savior for a set of new rings
And some sandles with the style of straps that cling best to the era
So all of the businessers in their unlimited
Hell where they buy and they sell and they sell all their
Trash to each other but they’re sick of it all
And they’re bankrupt on selling
And all of the angels
They’d sell off yer soul for a set of new wings and anything gold
They remember
The people they loved their old friends
And I’ve seen through’em all seen through’em all and seen through most everything
All the people you knew were the actors
All the people you knew were the actors
Well, I’ll go to college and I’ll learn some big words
And I’ll talk real loud
Goddamn right I’ll be heard
You’ll remember all the guys that said all those big words he must’ve
Learned in college
And it took a long time
I came clean with myself
I come clean out of love with my lover
I still love her
Loved her more when she used to be sober and I was kinder
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