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We're takin' the road to the Dodder on down To march in the last parade A row, a ruction, a fracas, an affray A rough-n-tumble free-for-all A broil,
got parasites In my fucking brain I got parasites, I got parasites In my fucking brain Murder on the Dodder Murder on the Dodder Who will be the next
you in Tennessee From the Dodder to the Dargle to Delgany From the rivers & the mountains down to the sea The quiet workhouse cemetery Between
you in Tennessee From the Dodder to the Dargle to Delgany From the rivers & the mountains down to the sea The quiet workhouse cemetery Between
experimentierten Eingeknastet mutiere ich von Selbst zum Raproboter Töte Majorlabel-MCs und vor allem Dida Dodder Jeden Tag sterben Kinder, es gibt neue Kriege Ich
boots as low as the Dodder, The women you see at Temple Bar say young men are their fodder. Red lips and rose hipster, Blonde hair so gold. With a flick
up battalions and taking out the fodder Drift swift flyin' through turns like water Stick shift upper gear bitch don't dodder Spaceship floating
loosestrife violet joy. The dodder-drained sun. Spurge the cut-grass whimpers. The creeping yellow cress sun. Summer's here and now. By virgin in the green
experimentierten Eingeknastet mutiere ich von Selbst zum Raproboter Töte Majorlabel-MCs und vor allem Dida Dodder Jeden Tag sterben Kinder, es gibt neue Kriege Ich
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