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he slips in through the back door and he helps himself to the patients medicine and he likes to look important and he always looks like he's important and each tale that he tells of the lives that he's saved is a spade full of dirt as he's digging his grave and the deep blackened hollow he's patched with a badge is the happiness he's never had and he says, 'it's alright, they know me here.' 'it's alright, they know, they know me.' his flames are yesterdays tinsel and his belly's the sail that propels him onto the rocks and you know that even the noble don quixote would call him a mile away for a windmill and each sunday that passes, he's rid of his sins and he's ready to do them all over again and god won't be mad, for the money he stole he put some in the offering bowl and he says, 'it's alright, they know me here.' 'it's alright, they know me, they know me.' Letras de cancionessoon comes the moment that all souls await just as sure as saint peter will padlock the gate but deep in his wallets a shiny new coin so he turns and he winks says: 'it's alright, they know me here.' 'it's alright, they know me, they know me.' 'it's alright, they know me here.' 'it's alright, they know me, they know me.' the devil's for liars, put brands on the fires and everyone burns with you're glowing red name on it finally you've come to a place, where they know you well. From Letras Mania