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Oh sweet Babe of mine, 
How fine it is you shine your rays over the barn the way you do 
Oh sweet Love of mine, you burnish my heart
at the edge
Wich are pitchin in front of their truth
Wich are pitchin, oh pitchin
And if we were love
Why do they waste their spiel to burnish their fall
taste
Delicious to a few
Jazz will flow

Can't see voice
Can't see rain
Can't see face
Can't see rest
Cruel come march towards the burnish

To escape
I call you all
To Woden's Hall
Your temples round
With ivy bound
In goblets crown'd
And plenteous bowls of burnish'd gold
Where ye shall laugh
square was the envelope he said farewell to me in.
Completely square was the handkerchief I burnish constantly.

As it dries my eyes of the tears I shed
silken bosom as that does now.
Or would I were a little burnish'd apple
For you to pluck me, gliding by so cold
While sun and shade you robe of lawn
the strongest shape the law.
Never lower the eyes, the weak ones lose at once.
Born in pain, bring the pain. Burnish bloody, priceless craft!

Inner crusade,
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! 
His truth is marching on. 

I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnish`d rows of steel, 
"As ye deal with my contemners, So
kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow’d;
On burnish’d hooves his
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; 
From underneath his helmet flow'd 
His coal-black curls as on he rode, 

As he rode back to Camelot. 

From
Shalott.

His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls
kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.

His broad clear brow in sunlight glow’d;
On burnish’d hooves his
On burnish’d hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow’d
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from
will fade, like the parchment pages of our history
Maybe life is made that flickers from some brilliant burnish flame

Everybody's waiting for a sign
I
read a fiery gospel 
Writ in burnish'd rows of steel
As ye deal with my condemners 
So with you my grace shall deal
Let the hero, born of woman
Burger cruising just above the ground ground ground
And gunner puts a burnish on his steel
Anna with her feelers moving round round round
Is
kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow’d;
On burnish’d hooves his
kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.

His broad clear brow in sunlight glow’d;
On burnish’d hooves his
kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.

His broad clear brow in sunlight glow’d;
On burnish’d hooves his
the turbulence
The bullets gonna hit you from the pistols that they burnish
Got you praying for tourniquets, hoping that the scar ain't permanent
Come on, man
Kiss my soul, on my salty licorice
You taste like frost and burnish leather
Ooh, my Scandinavian pain
I sink in your blue eyes, blondie boy
You
would be king
Who seeks all power for himself
To burnish his prestige and wealth

And a nation born in revolution
Should know this offers no solution
Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on. 

I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnish`d rows of steel,
"As ye deal with my contemners, So with you my
have shunn'd, if griefs
Like his have worse or better, Enoch saw.

  For cups and silver on the burnish'd board
Sparkled and shone so genial was

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