Don't interrupt the sorrow
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Darn right
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In flames our prophet witches
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Be polite
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A room full of glasses
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He says "Your notches liberation doll"
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And he chains me with that serpent
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To that Ethiopian wall
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Anima rising
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Queen of Queens
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Wash my guilt of Eden
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Wash and balance me
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Anima rising
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Uprising in me tonight
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She's a vengeful little goddess
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With an ancient crown to fight
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Truth goes up in vapors
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The steeples lean
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Winds of change patriarchs
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Snug in your bible belt dreams
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God goes up the chimney
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Like childhood Santa Claus
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The good slaves love the good book
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A rebel loves a cause
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I'm leaving on the 1:15
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You're darn right
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Since I was seventeen
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I've had no one over me
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He says "Anima rising-
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So what-
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Petrified wood process
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Tall timber down to rock!"
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Don't interrupt the sorrow
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Darn right
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He says "We walked on the moon
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You be polite."
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Don't let up the sorrow
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Death and birth and death and birth
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He says "Bring that bottle kindly
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And I'll pad your purse-
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I've got a head full of quandary
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And a mighty, mighty, thirst."
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Seventeen glasses
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Rhine wine
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Milk of the Madonna
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Clandestine
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He don't let up the sorrow
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He lies and he cheats
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It takes a heart like Mary's these days
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When your man gets weak
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Don`t Interrupt The Sorrow
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| Joni Mitchell |
