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    Good Morning, Mrs. Smith

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    In the military outpost know as hell
    We was way too drunk of Muscatel
    Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
    From the stories that the TV was known
    To tell
    This night at the end of the world
    Police sirens sing to boys and girls
    Handful of pills to press your curl
    Baby shine that light
    Let your fight unfurl
    My confession is also my blessing
    Hollered Hail Marys suckin on a Smith & Wesson
    May salutations interrupt your isolation
    I'm just like you
    Another profit calculation
    I learned a lot
    From things left at my apartment
    Forgotten papers that you dropped on
    My carpet
    Musical chairs
    You thought your luck was just startin
    Who told the record to stop?
    Took the collection note you left at my spot
    And made you
    Origami
    Woo hoo
    Good morning, Mrs. Smith
    Woo hoo
    Good morning, Mrs. Smith
    In the military outpost know as hell
    We was way too drunk of Muscatel
    Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
    From the stories that the TV was known
    To tell
    This night at the end of the world
    Police sirens sing to boys and girls
    Handful of pills to press your curl
    Baby shine that light
    Let your fight unfurl
    Dancin in my kitchen
    With Sly Stone's permission
    Lit my ignition
    Cursing fascist apparitions
    You said your life was something like the
    Inquisition
    All you could do was lay there in prone
    Position
    I said there's love inside the people
    Connectin
    And interactin
    Strugglin
    Finding direction
    That's why you see insurrection
    Here's some affection
    We the targets of war
    Took the eviction note they tacked on your door
    And made you
    Origami
    Woo hoo
    Good morning, Mrs. Smith
    Woo hoo
    Good morning, Mrs. Smith
    In the military outpost know as hell
    We was way too drunk of Muscatel
    Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
    From the stories that the TV was known
    To tell
    This night at the end of the world
    Police sirens sing to boys and girls
    Handful of pills to press your curl
    Baby shine that light
    Let your fight unfurl
    I heard that power is the rum of the
    Brain and
    For us it's fixin
    Not just numbin
    The pain
    And I'm not just comin complainin
    I'm just explainin
    How this life is a blessin
    I took the farewell note you meant for
    Your exit
    And made you
    Origami
    Woo hoo
    Good morning, Mrs. Smith
    Woo hoo
    Good morning, Mrs. Smith
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