(Shane MacGowan)
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I'll be with them asleep and dreaming
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I'll be there when they wake with screaming
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At the hour of death then I will nurse them
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To have a moment more to curse them
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Watch the maggots crawl out of them
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Hear the angels call above them
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Watch them as the cold air sucks them
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Down to hell, goodnight, God love them
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If any should escape above me
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Beg and cheat until they trust me
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Drag them down to be damned with me
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Laugh at them as they forgive me
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Mother's eyes are sparkling diamonds,
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Still the moon shows no light
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This rose is withered, may God deliver
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The rake at the gates of hell tonight
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Yigh!
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I wish that they could walk forever,
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On the earth, alone, unfettered
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Til they pray for consolation,
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Til they beg for sweet damnation
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Then I'll come and bring them water,
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Bring them hope, bring them laughter
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Raise their hopes so sad and sunken
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Slash them up as they lie there drunken
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Push them down into the foul mud
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'Til they choke up on their own blood
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Drag them out before their last breath
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To take away the mercy of death
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Mother's eyes are sparkling diamonds
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Still the moon shows no light
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This rose is withered, may God deliver
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The rake at the gates of hell tonight
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Yigh!
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Mother's eyes are sparkling diamonds
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Still the moon shows no light
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This rose is withered, may God deliver
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The rake at the Gates of Hell tonight
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Mother's eyes are sparkling diamonds
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Still the moon shows no light
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This rose is withered, may God deliver
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The rake at the gates of hell tonight
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Rake At The Gates Of Hell
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Shane MacGowan & The Popes |