Fifty bears jumped on my neck
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And fago told me it would come back, yeah!
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He said: "Sometimes it's very painful
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When they are biting and trying to suck, suck!"
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You see, this evening as an executioner
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Tormented me again
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And lost apostles kicked my ass!
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Kicked so strong
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And the colored lady did nothing
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To make me feel well
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They killed my soul
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I wanted it cos I'm a fool In Rome you will take your vengeance
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-Rocca was sure
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It is to be ninety-two, yeah!
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-Some guys will cry
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And the city always knows where I'm going
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In it;s swollen dead body
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The city will send apostles
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The city's not stupid
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Waitin' 4, waitin' 4
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Fago wrote me a letter,
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He said: "I got no money
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For bread, for wine, and for condoms, either but..."
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Waitin' 4 The Hair
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| Acid Drinkers |
