Her face is cracked from smiling, all the fears that
she's been
hiding,
And it seems pretty soon everybody's gonna know.
And
her voice is sore from shouting, cheering winners who are
losing,
And she worries if their days are few and soon they'll
have to go.
[Chorus]
My, my, my, I'm so happy, I'm gonna
join the band,
We are gonna dance and sing in celebration, We are
in the promised land.
She hears them talk of new ways to
protect the home she lives in,
Then she wonders what it's all
about when they break down the door.
Her name is Brown or White
or Black, you know her very well,
You hear her cries of mercy as
the winners toll the bell.
[Chorus]
There is a train that
leaves the station heading for your destination,
But the price you
pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more.
Yes, it has!
And if
you walk you're gonna get there though it takes a little
longer,
And when you see it in the distance you will wring your
hands and moan.

odia a los ornitorrincos

Y
me moriré de sobredosis

Angel of Death

Prefieren vaginesil

¿Porque no
ponéis a Robert Johnson?
¿o a Jimmy Page?

Se masturban?

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