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plus habent, eo plus cupiunt Verbum sapienti Quo plus habent, eo plus cupiunt Post nubila, Phoebus Post nubila, Phoebus Post nubila, Phoebus
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post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool. But I had
she's with one of my good time buddies, They're drinking in some cross-town bar Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel, Like I been tied to the whippin' post
post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'. My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool. But I had
to the whippin' post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'. My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
post Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool But I had
This one's for all the football fans Dropkick me, Jesus, through the goal posts of life End over end, neither left nor to right Straight through
to the whippin' post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
to the whippin' post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'. My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
to the whippin' post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'. My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
POST UP POST UP TELL THEM GET MONEY STACK BUCKS POST UP POST UP
Hello Post ledge
Yo gee Come and get your New York Post New York Post right here Come on y'all Get the bost stubost stubost Coasta coasta New York Post Yo New
We just crumbling light posts Crumbling light posts In a sea of noise In a sea of noise We just crumbling light posts We just crumbling light
He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost
a tale of love in all it's glory, They tell when the lights are soft an' low! Underneath the lamp post by the brigades Standing all alone every
Post up, post up, post up Blow up, roll up, roll up Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up Hol' up Post up, post up, post up Post up, post up, post up Hol' up,
Watching from a post up high From where you see the ships afar From a well-trained eye The waves all keep on crashing by If you are the light
(Lock the doors) (Get ready) Get ready for the world (Lock the doors get ready for the world) Post apocalypse (Post apocalypse) Lock the doors get
post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool. But I had
to the whippin' post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'. My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
to the whippin' post. Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post. Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool.
don't intend to indulge in any post-mortem If you haven't been murdered I can only say Better luck next time If you have been Goodnight, wherever you
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