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We play a waiting game |
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And we play a waiting game |
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We play a waiting game |
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And it won't be long now |
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The tailor was the first to go |
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We burnt his clothes |
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And we burried him low |
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The tailor's next of kin |
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And the tailor's neighbors followed him |
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And so it is |
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And so it goes |
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Save our souls |
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We play a waiting game |
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And we play a waiting game |
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We play a waiting game |
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And it won't be long now |
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The fossor refused to dig |
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And who could blame him if he did |
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We bury our own now |
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We bury them deep |
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When the doctor followed suit |
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Knew our plight was set to worsen |
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So it is |
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The fear of god now is in every person |
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With heavy hearts |
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And other hands |
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We build a wall around this town |
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Now no one comes and no one goes |
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Save our souls |
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We play a waiting game |
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And we play a waiting game |
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We play a waiting game |
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And it won't be long now |
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When you said the air smelled sweet |
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I knew it was only a matter of time |
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And we all fall down |
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And we all fall down |
