There's a woman on the corner, she's crying for her boy.
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She says the devil's in him and has taken him away,
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She's looking for absolution I hope she finds.
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On her dying day I hope that she finds that I'm wrong.
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There's a man on the corner screaming at passers-by.
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He says that we'll all burn unless we're bathed in the blood.
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I don't need your absolution, I've got my mind.
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And when my dying day comes I hope I find that I'm wrong.
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Eyes Of The Ibad
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| The Cable Car Theory |
