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    Afghan Whigs

    The Temple

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Roll on up for my price is down
    Come on in for the best in town
    Take your pick of the finest wine
    Lay your bets on this bird of mine
    Roll on up for the price is down
    Come on in for the best in town
    Take your pick of the finest wine
    Lay your bets on this bird of mine
    Name your price I got everything
    Come and buy it's going fast
    Borrow cash on the finest terms
    Hurry now while stocks still last
    Will you touch will you mend me Christ
    Won't you touch will you heal me Christ
    Won't you kiss you can cure me Christ
    Won't you kiss won't you pay me Christ
    Roll on up for the price is down
    Come on in for the best in town
    Take your pick of the finest wine
    Lay your bets on this bird of mine
    Roll on up for the price is down
    Come on in for the best in town
    Take your pick of the finest wine
    Lay your bets on this bird of mine
    Name your price I got everything
    Come and buy it's going fast
    Borrow cash on the finest terms
    Hurry now while stocks still last
    Will you touch will you mend me Christ
    Won't you touch will you heal me Christ
    Won't you kiss you can cure me Christ
    Won't you kiss won't you pay me Christ
    Roll on up for the price is down
    Come on in for the best in town
    Take your pick of the finest wine
    Lay your bets on this bird of mine
    Roll on up for the price is down
    Come on in for the best in town
    Take your pick of the finest wine
    Lay your bets on this bird of mine
    "My temple should be a house of prayer"
    Some have made it, getout
    My time is almost through
    Oh no
    See my eyes I can hardly see
    See me stand I can hardly walk
    I believe you can make me whole
    See my tongue I can hardly talk
    See my skin I'm a mass of blood
    See my legs I can hardly stand
    I believe you can make me well
    See my purse I'm a poor poor man
    (Ooh)
    Will you touch will you mend me Christ
    (Ooh)
    Won't you touch will you heal me Christ
    (Ooh)
    Won't you kiss you can cure me Christ
    (Ooh)
    Won't you kiss won't you pay me Christ
    (Ooh)
    See my eyes I can hardly see
    (Ooh)
    See me stand I can hardly walk
    (Ooh)
    I believe you can make me whole
    (Ooh)
    See my tongue I can hardly talk
    (Ooh, ooh)
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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