.Wimping out for baby god
No grudge nothing not even fear>Only he was a lamb
Nurse his hate hand he cut it on a jag
Oh spotty Sallys army
All win they dared all sayed 'yeah'
Dashed back calling out alarms
Enough to wake the dead Freds
Dead Freds
With their hair waving a.
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