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let the water come, she’s the only one i love.
let the fat man drop, she’s the sweetest honey pot.
will they see the sky again?
who will sing their blues for them?
let the factories rust, she’s the only thing i trust.
let the virus spread, she’s the silk lining in my bed.
will they breathe our air again?
who will sing their blues for them?march 18, 2010
