Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head
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Mr. Crowley, did you talk with the dead
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Your life style to me seemed so tragic
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With the thrill of it all
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You fooled all the people with magic
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You waited on Satan's call
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Mr. Charming, did you think you were pure
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Mr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapport
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Uncovering things that were sacred manifest on this Earth
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Conceived in the eye of a secret
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And they scattered the afterbirth
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Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse
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Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course
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Approaching a time that is classic
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I hear maidens call
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Approaching a time that is drastic
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Standing with their backs to the wall
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I wanna know what you meant
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Mr. Crowley
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Cardigans |