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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMucky Fingers
I know you think you deserve an explanationof the meanings of life,But what you think that you heard,Slipped away out the back of your mindYou'll get your mucky fingers burned,You'll get your truth from the lies you were learnedWhen all your plastic believers will leave us, they won't returnAnd when you look in that mirror andYou're tying up your buttons and bowsAnd as you face your disease,You can squeeze into the emperor's clothesYou found your God in a paperbackYou get your history for the Union JackWhen all your brothers and sisters have goneAnd they won't come backI'm fed up with life in the city,All the phoneys have blown my mindWhen I'm gone, you look like you'd miss meSo come along with me,But don't ask why'Cause it's all mineIt's all mine!!It's all mine!!It's all mine!!(corvo)
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