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Cha Free from the age of her sexual desire I believed in the things that happened to me So she mastered the art of treat and decay To the babbling madmen with nothing to say So I'm lower cries tooth, and she's I - Iron fisted On loan for her home, in the arms of my Cicero Give us your guns, and we'll give you nirvanananah, la la la Walk away Cha Barbers and stallions and charities Are the constant delight of these truth racketeers They live in the wake of a pretty young gigolo Who live in the arms of this Cicero She's breaking his eyes and a lover's secret Of a smile all the time, like an ex-all imaginer (?) So give us your guns and we'll give you nirvananana la la la Walk away, oh ho Cha La la la la la la A king of the castle, falling shine a lasses On swings who sell coins on guns Like a holy dissolve I loved you once all gone by value It's funny how time slip away Letras de cancionesI'm lower cries tooth, and she's I - Iron fisted On loan for her money, in the arms of my Cicero Give us your guns, and we'll give you nirvanananah, la la la Walk away He's breaking his eyes and a lover's secret Of a smile all the time, like an ex-all imaginer So give us your guns and we'll give you nirvananana la la la Walk away, oh ho From Letras Mania