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And Then... / Coda
The head of priests say their prayers, sing their psalms, and wave their charmsThey save their souls, they sell their fears, they grow their beards, and shave their headsAnd then we allTry to make up our mindsKeeps shoving those double-thick slices of electric salad down my throatStop slipping those thinly-spread, buttered salmon sandwiches into my suit
From Letras Mania