Sat with the poker face The snake eyes and pillowcase The holding the triple ace Are down the cards She it without sentiment Yeah, it's tragic, but true my friend You know it really no difference little bleeding heart
I you would have got it all The Bible's painted on the bedroom And all you had to do was For one reprise The innocents will and stare The libertines play or dare You've been out the summer there And loving by
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Yeah, are our heroes now And fever beats on furrowed While all the fake the past Is turning into It's a sonnet on the at ten The Prayer or a requiem Dylan, it is Bethlehem Recited on a game
And, oh, take a little time Cos fever beats all the line I said, oh, take a little time Cos fever all down the line All down the All the line
So, hey now, are you Cos the day is closing in You're dust and you are and skin You're blood and you are And through the night, yeah, it all In every and every chord You're sure heard it all before And hear it all again it all again Hear it all
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