I can't be expected
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to hold this up.
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You're spinning tops
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and when they drop,
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am I responsible?
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Is what you're telling me?
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Well I'll give my money
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if they ask me,
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but I won't give my clean body.
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The least of these
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is not the least of my worries.
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I'm sorry, but Jesus come on.
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Oh, For Eyes Of Glass
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| After The Sirens |
