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I'm a beggar, ten feet under Pocket change and the smell of cigarette I'm no better, sinful debtor I could change, but I'd rather place a bet Down down, says the greeder Down down, from what you said Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah I've come here, dreamt of clear Covered in a simple sillouite I've come here, void of fear Full of knowing consequences of what you've said Down down, says the greeder Down down, from what you said Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah Letras de cancionesLead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah I want you to speak Something bittersweet, to me I want you to speak Something bittersweet, to me Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah Lead on the son of St. Peter Lead on with the saddle in yeah From Letras Mania