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Now a little prayer for values Oh I thought of you as Friday and iconoclasts are losers When they drink and shed their sorrows to win Locked in safety with a giver Shitly drained the blood of danger To remember all the panic in your eyes At the time of leaving (that is living?) I took the road, I was heavy in hate I'd been working for love and the penny Had dropped hard Money was bad, the scene was all foggy We were lauging in pain, Oh God Marianne, be damned Now a history of water Just to wash away the skin And for solitaire and whisky in a song And I was beggared to win I took the road, I was heavy in hate I'd been working for love and the penny Letras de cancionesHad dropped hard Now a little prayer for values Oh I thought of you as Friday and iconoclasts are losers When they drink and shed their sorrows to win From Letras Mania