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When General Gunfire sows the pain
Sandpaper sprouts on childish eyes
And when bitchy preacher sucks your brain
Thereâs powder of six guns, hate delights
Dear Lord
Every foggy sunday I got the blues
Now youâre so far
Death is so near
Mother, tell me the reason why you gave me birth
Causâ every fucking seventh day I can not choose
Donât wanna be the winner
Donât wanna be a liar
I just wanna know the truth before the boom
Hereâs my loony tune for the moon
If John is the Walrus
War us
You canât be yourself, dark slavery my friend
Too many blacks secrets in the sky
Your life is a strange spell to the end
Till the end of Human lie
Dear Lord
Every foggy sunday I got the blues
Now youâre so far
Death is so near
Father, please be kind, go and tell your horse
Causâ every fucking seventh day is lost and loose
Donât wanna be the leader
Donât wanna be a liar
I just wanna know the truth before the boom
Hear my loony tune for the moon