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Poor soul |
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Spit upon that |
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Poor soul |
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He never knew what hit him |
| [01:33.32] |
And it hit him so |
| [01:38.73] |
Poor dunce |
| [01:43.12] |
He pushed back the pigmen |
| [01:47.96] |
The barbs laughed |
| [01:52.14] |
The fool is dead |
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Poor dunce |
| [01:59.21] |
He's less than within us the |
| [02:03.53] |
Brains talk |
| [02:06.90] |
But the will to live is dead |
| [02:10.28] |
And prayer can't |
| [02:13.83] |
Travel so far these days |
| [02:21.76] |
The talk of your lives |
| [02:25.55] |
Standing so near |
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Two innocent eyes |
| [02:34.08] |
Poor dunce |
| [02:41.84] |
Swings through the tunnels |
| [02:46.04] |
And claws his way |
| [02:50.02] |
Is small life so manic |
| [02:53.37] |
Are these really the days |
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Poor dunce |
| [03:03.83] |
Poor dunce |
| [04:54.16] |
Poor soul |
| [04:58.44] |
Spit upon that |
| [05:00.21] |
Poor soul |
| [05:04.36] |
He never knew what hit him |
| [05:10.33] |
And it hit him so |
| [05:23.37] |
He pushed back the pigmen |
| [05:40.33] |
Poor soul |
| [05:43.48] |
Poor soul |
| [05:49.10] |
Poor soul |
| [05:56.22] |
Poor soul |