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A broken heart be lovely |
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Broken on the ground |
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A knife stuck in the ribs of me |
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Would better than be found |
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Hanging tree blowing gently |
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A noose would be ignored |
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Than to stand upon the receiving end |
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Of the right hand of the Lord |
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Like a thirsty cowboy |
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In a lake his tongue does rest |
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Jumps in and he cannot swim |
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Drowns himself to death |
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Or a frozen mountaineer |
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He chugs up to a stop |
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Catching his boot heel in a rock |
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Two miles from the top |
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An Olympic super swimmer |
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Whose belly doesn't flop |
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A super race car driver |
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Whose pit, it can't be stopped |
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A honey dripping hipster |
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Whose bee cannot be bopped |
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It's better to be rolled in oats |
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Than from the roll be dropped |
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Broken heart would satisfy |
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Broken in a mess |
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A seven eye would gratify |
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My soul, I must confess |
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I'd rather have no eyes at all |
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Be blind upon the floor |
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Than to stand upon the receivin' end |
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Of the right hand of the Lord |
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Than to stand upon the receivin' end |
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Of the right hand of the Lord |
