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They heard me singing and they told me to stop Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock These days my life, I feel it has no purpose But

I am gripped, by what I cannot tell Have I slipped or have I merely fell I've been tricked, my senses telling lies I've been (stiffened?) by serpent'

I pick up my smile put it in my pocket Hold it for a while try not to have to drop it Men are not to cry so how am I to stop it Keep it all inside don

Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight With people here working by day and by night They don't sow potatoes, nor barley nor wheat But there' gangs

From the eastern mountains, pressing on, they come, Wise men in their wisdom, to His humble home; Stirred by deep devotion, hasting from afar, Ever journeying

(D. Warren) There ain't a dream that don't Have a chance To come true now It just takes a little faith baby Anything that we want to do We can do now

Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight With people here workin' by day and by night They don't sow potatoes, nor barley, nor wheat But there's gangs

No Evil Spirit! No Evil Demon! No Evil god! No Evil Fiend! No Evil Spell! No Enchantment! No Sorcery! No Shadow of the Night! No Evil in the world or

Ich liege wach und denk an dich, ganz druber weg bin ich noch nicht. Ein neuer Mann tat mir gut, doch man trifft keinen wenn man einen sucht. Krieg dich