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the littles ones,
You and me we're sainted,
Don't let them break your soul.

The chemicals have started,
they stop me finding anybody new,
Why was I your
And likewise to Derry town
And twice farewell to my comrades bold
Who still dwell on that sainted ground

If ever fortune, it should favor me
And I do have
through the back door

Ride the sainted rhythms
On the midnight train to Romford
Ride the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well
through the back door
Ride the sainted rhythms on the midnight train to romford
Ride the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter sweet in rain
Shake well
blame for this

Alive in the dirt
Alive in the dirt
I am still, sainted and waiting
For my perfect pain to speak through me again

Dad, I found God
I remember the way 
Our sainted mother 
Would sit and croon us 
Her lullaby 

She'd say, kids, there's a place 
That's like no other 
You got
so She could never sin,
That first sin of man never touched the Virgin sainted.

River, roaring river...
He who's now begotten is our mighty
are mountains worth their weight in gold
Mere mortals dare not climb
Come ye gypsy, sainted, sinners both
And claim them for the traveling kind

When
See that you are sainted
Remain true and pure
So that you never get lost
No matter what you may endure

If I could give you more
I'd hand
Hallelujah
When we meet our blessed Savior in the skies
Seems that now I almost see, all the sainted dead
Rising for that jubilee, that is just ahead
In
crazy
Are they sainted
Are they heroes someone painted
Someone painted
Are they -isms
Later ornated
Once they come they have been tainted
Once they
There was Christ in the metal shell
There was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you god
That's how jack became sainted

If you die when
Sitting in my day care
It was day-glo painted
You see me I'm a drinker
You see me now I'm sainted
Chased by the plaintive
Haunted by the medium
I remember the way 
Our sainted mother 
Would sit and croon us 
Her lullaby 

She'd say, kids, there's a place 
That's like no other 
You got
dey crazy?
Are dey sainted?
Are dey stage-kraff someone painted?

It have never been explained,
Since at first it were created,
But, a musical, like
Hallelujah
When we meet our blessed Savior in the skies
Seems that now I almost see, all the sainted dead
Rising for that jubilee, that is just ahead
In
sainted eyes suffering our compromise stand up! the
Door is open wide stand up! it's time to turn your tide just once tell
Me what you keep behind those
Baksheesh, Baksheesh
I'd sell my sainted mother
For another glimpse of paradise
Baksheesh, baksheesh 
Twenty years, deep cover
For another glimpse of your
the President is sainted by the Pope;
I wanna be there in an age that offers more than hope

Every day's a holiday and I'll be there
Every song's a song
I fell out of heaven
To be with you in hell
My sin's not quite seven
Nothing much to tell

Lust I haven't craved
A sainted boy I'm not
I take
he got bashed
Yeah, he got sainted
You know it wasn't for the cash, yeah, yeah

I gotta move
(I gotta move)
I had a taste
(I had a taste)
I gotta move
believe in the loveliness
I believe in this sainted mess

I move to strike the motion 
The jokes that you wrote didn't float
It gets broken
Dare you
Are sainted to the sky
Where there was darkness
Now only light
Uncounted Jazzmasters
Rising up from the bottom of the sea
The wicked are nought
both adore--
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore--
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