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I know what she said And the witch heard what she said to "Hold the fucking waters And freeze the burning waters But don't dry your clothes The woodcutter is dead And his girls cut instead His ghost is seen in trees And he put his love in tarry knees Born between walls Don't hold my body in pitch My body is BORN ALL DAY LONG Bastards born in pitch lost, lost, through allocations Correcting the king The trees their limbs in the wind they swing What portents do they bring Hobos and songs they sing, "We Eat Stones!" Letras de cancionesEncapsulate the body And emasculate the body And hold the burning waters The tubs of burning waters Holiday! The trees are bones and Dipped in wax and burning cones And call a celebration The master's burnt in his burning station: WE ARE THE STOVES! The maid, the fox, the children, the locks And the same wretched song Everybody sings The woodcutter is heard to sing; bodies born to ding So hold my body and ding my body and I heard what she said and I know what she said "I said it, I said it, I said it, I said it," I heard what she said and I know what she said "I said it, I said it, I said it, I said it," Baby's got a cold, And the crying's getting old The same wretched song Clean up the bamboo And save the world too The same wretched song The Same wretched song Oh the same wretched song From Letras Mania