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Well it’s coming onto 13 years together, babe I pray that it’s the luck... a lucky, lucky number And although I know I’ve brought you joy and happiness, babe I’ve also been a fec-- a fecund resource for anger 'Cause it’s all a part of the game Yeah, it’s all a part of the symphony And I pray that your face is the last I see On a peaceful afternoon And now that our machine is running at full steam I pray that nothing shucks a wrench into the matter But between sex and death and tryin’ to keep the kitchen clean Remember wild the roses bloom best in ruins forever after 'Cause it’s all a part of the game Yeah, it’s all a part of the symphony And I pray that your face is the last I see On a peaceful afternoon Leaving the living room Yeah, it’s all a part of the game Yeah, it’s all a part of the symphony And I pray that your face is the last I see On a peaceful afternoon Letras de canciones And just in case you go before me Rest assured that of this I can guarantee That my face, that my face is the last you’ll see On a peaceful afternoon Leaving the living Living room From Letras Mania