Lyrics:
Hood of yore But widows, waifs and tombstones Were all they gave the poor And the gentlemen in the haymow Were but Lions in the Lair In the Wild West
wracking so I rap Wrap my ache In my dreams an unnamed ghost sings Soprano, Like Paul Dano False bravado A schmoe yodelling oh love show mercy In haymow
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