Lyrics:
creating a sound I see a flower, looks like Eden A big crib of nature to breed in The undertaker laughs at you waggishly And you'll be a victim of his
creating a sound I see a flower, looks like Eden A big crib of nature to breed in The undertaker laughs at you waggishly And you'll be a victim of his
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