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Eric Idle GUARD #2 : ??? CONCORDE : Eric Idle OLD CRONE : ??? ROGER (THE SHRUBBER) : Eric Idle TIM (THE ENCHANTER): John Cleese BROTHER MAYNARD: Eric
roll out Heeeeey! A weh them know bout drugs Send it pon the boat from the Portland town And when the money drop it's a big fat crone Waylan tell them
and games So don't get sad Wouldn't wanna see me when i'm fuckin mad Hellfire & brimstone Yeah i'm badder than Al Capone Maiden, mother, and the crone Bring
back Split my bone Hear them crack You fuckin' crone Spit it out, yeah, good luck with that Run about, no leaving combat One more time, it's not enough
Down in the valley on a midwinter's night Walks The Crone, unseen my human kind Her weary heart longing for rest Her eyes saw too much of sorrow
A trio of war, of battle, of strife Giver of death and taker of life Three women and three crows The maiden, the mother and the crone
Maiden, Mother, Crone Maiden, Mother, Crone Maiden, Mother, Crone Maiden, Mother, Crone Aquarius, save me From a life of loneliness Your waves have come
Skate drones hate crones throat my gun Skate drones hate crones throat my gun Break bones burn homes kill for fun Take loans late moans drink my cum Skate
So shall the Crone of Vero When the smoke is all gone And the mind is all clear Fire purges ourselves of the witch For those far and near With
I Walk the walk I flip the crone I grow the cool stash I Walk the night U throw a cast Strait over the Shadows On the dry wall Blood is severe
companioned by the nebulous blur like an ancient crone visions of absorbing vividness and convincingness, welcoming Nahab an escort to the throne of Azathoth
can call home They all forced me To be a goddamn whore Bred to breed and breastfeed Machinery Of War Maiden, Mother and the Crone There's no longer
the crone, we celebrate this night Blessed be the ancestors the ones whom life has fled Tonight we merry meet again, our own beloved dead The wheel of the year
Set out to procreate my progeny Caine's children shall inherit the night [Part IV: zillah and the crone] Of all my children, none so beloved My sweet
questions Some things you weren't meant to know The greater mysteries Cannot be shown Divided by three The are the maiden, the mother, the crone
So patriotic! The passive mammals can sleep Cuz we worship Guns and god Half-witted crones Going rogue, don't Retreat, reload Guns and god
and afraid LOST! IN THE WOODS! LOST! IN THE WOODS! Alone in the woods The crone is attacked She became Target of their fear The witch must be slain And then
the fine Cuz somebody gonna call it a crime Now if you've got the mother, the maiden, and the crone If you've got the mother, the maiden, and the crone If
patriotic! The passive mammals can sleep Cuz we worship Guns and god Half-witted crones Going rogue, don't Retreat, reload Guns and god Half-witted clones
won't be waiting For a fate that I'm assigned Maiden, Mother, Crone In the Faith of the Seven A woman prays to the Maiden, Mother, Crone In the Faith
the beams Sweep light seeping her Filming the crone in mystique This little baby born with a boon Endlessly cried same idiocentric tune Wailing grew in
me veti dhe pepsi me ton (Ey) E dhezi tripin tlutna testom Sdim ca o tuta I get the crone I get the crone I get the crone Bully the zone all on my own
you'd better be damn sure Cause I mean what I say By the power of three, I make my move Maiden and Mother and Crone Spinning and dancing til we're one
time the sun comes up I wake in a trance I walk the path of Mary in his arms and, I am the Maiden, the Mother the Crone Cause every time the sun comes up
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