nagged him all his life So he used his butcher knife---like I said he had a wife
Now poor Howard's dead and gone...
They took Howard off to jail, »
Poor Howard Folk Song Book
by Eddy Arnold
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knife-like precision For them blood equals medals Slaughter is an act of heroism How hard it is to sing When I sing a song of horror Horror which I am living »
Deafening Schools of Thought Contend
by From Monument to Masses
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without the warmth from you.
But your knifelike smile needs a victim,
Worth your while.
She's in it for the nicotine, boys.
More poised than perfect, »
Your Latest Victim It Won't Snow Where You're Going
by Park
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never leave, 'cause there's no way out for me
There's a fear that I know, if I left where would I go?
The pavement has a cactus skin, and a knife-like »
I Know I'll Never Leave Tired of Hanging Around
by The Zutons
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