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Song for the Dying of Aids |
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In the early morning hours |
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In a city in Wisconsin |
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Lay the dying, slowly dying, fragile men... |
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With hollow eyes |
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Here's the one, who as a child, |
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Loved a doll more than an engine |
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Wore the blouse his mother gave him |
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After daddy beat him wild |
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Light a candle for these travellers |
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For their journey that is fading |
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Say a prayer |
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For all the suffering to end |
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Life is like a muddy river |
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Crying out for fresher rain |
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Life is silent, |
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When you're desperate for a friend |
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Life is silent, |
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When you're desperate for a friend |
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So I'm crying as I write this |
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We all love our hidden sex |
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It is morning now in LA |
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The busy city is in ruin |
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Here's the actor, |
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Who at times was as sleek as Greta Garbor |
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Lying naked in a hospice |
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Because the blankets hurt his skin |
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"Now for brunch, we'll have our juices" |
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"And some Jello... if we're good" |
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This poor junkie with her lessons |
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And her reasons not to dream |
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Hides the mirror that someone gave her |
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When she was so beautiful |
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Hides the memory of that evening, |
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And the stranger and her grin |
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There is passion on the East Coast |
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In the front seat of a Volvo |
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It is Prom Night, once again, |
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In New Jersey, near the shore |
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To the sounds of "Pretty Woman"... |
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Heavy petting and despair |
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It's too late, the party's over... |
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Silent murder in the air |
