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They left angels singing in the branches of a burning tree |
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Said it was all a game |
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And your daddy got bent and twisted in the bed that he made |
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You'll end up the same |
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You went down, down, down |
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You went down, down, down in the sugar and the corn |
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You went down, down, down |
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You went down, down, down where the fire is born |
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Old men living on cheap cigarettes, cherry pie and apple wine |
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He died in the house where his daddy died |
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You died in the house where your daddy died |
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The AM crackin' |
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The comin' storms, the economy and crime |
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The brave rain man that swelled up tight |
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The green man doing time with signs |
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They left angels singing in the branches of a burning tree |
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Said it was all a game and your daddy got bent and twisted in the bed that he made |
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You'll end up the same |
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You went down, down, down (down down down) |
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You went down, down, down in the sugar and the corn |
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You're goin' down, down, down (down down down) |
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You're goin' down, down, down where the fire is born |
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Down, down, down (down down down) |
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You're goin' down, down, down in the sugar and the corn |
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Down, down, down (down down down) |
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You're goin' down, down, down where the fire is born |
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An eye for an eye to fight fire with fire |
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It was hard to take sides |
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We were all burnin' alive |
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And my branches are waitin' for you like arms |
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My branches are waitin' for you |
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And my branches are waitin' for you like arms |
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My branches are waitin' for you |
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Does the night time hold you tight? |
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Is your heart like a pound of steel? |
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Will the darkness kill the light |
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Closer to the bottom of a turnin' |
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Does the night time hold you tight? |
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Is your heart like a pound of steel? |
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Will the darkness kill the light |
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Closer to the bottom of a turnin' |
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Down, down, down (down down down) |
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You're goin' down, down, down in the sugar and the corn |
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Down, down, down (down down down) |
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You're goin' down, down, down where the fire is born |
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Down, down, down (down down down) |
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You're goin' down, down, down in the sugar and the corn |
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Down, down, down (down down down) |
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You're goin' down, down, down where the fire is born |
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And my branches are waitin' for you like arms |
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My branches are waitin' for you |
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And my branches are waitin' for you like arms |
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My branches are waitin' for you |
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And my branches are waitin' for you like arms |
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My branches are waitin' for you |
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And my branches are waitin' for you like arms |
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My branches are waitin' for you |