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Well, the air was so light, it like a feather
Fell down the land where the people walked
Well, I ran and I ran from one house to
I out the fear that the boss, God taught

I saw a rusty old woman birth in the gutter
I went down my knees when the little tacker talked
And the way to go out was in a bottle of
In a body of and a gut full of beer

And Mt, was listening
Listening, listening,
Mt, was listening

Well, her hair was so light, it like a feather
Fell down upon the line in the court
And she walked though the door with her tied together
Spitting on the that the boss, God bought

And that rusty old woman's giving birth in the
I went down upon my knees when the tacker talked

And Mt, Nameless was
Listening, listening,
Mt, Nameless was

And the way to go out
The way to go out
The way to go out
The way to go out was