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Strangeways, Here We Come 1987
Death at One's Elbow текст песни
Death at One's Elbow
Oh glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh glenn
Oh glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh glenn
Because there's somebody here
Who really really loves you
Oh glenn
Stay home
Be bored
(it's crap, I know)
Tonight
Oh glenn
Oh glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh glenn
Oh glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Because there's somebody here
Who'll take a hatchet to your ear
The frustration it renders me
Hateful, oh ...
Oh, don't come to the house tonight
Oh, don't come to the house tonight
Because you'll slip on the
Trail of all my sad remains
That's why, that's why
Goodbye my love, goodbye my love
Goodbye my love, goodbye my love
Goodbye my love, goodbye my love
Belch
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