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I Sette Peccati Capitali

turning rad, yo this this can't be real The night of the living dead... [Hook:] Cause I put away the costume, bought me a hostage, What can I say, I

injustice Was so widely disapproved. I forever told her: "practice self-control, Anna, For you know how much it costs you if you don't." And she understood and answered: Anna II Yes, I

Those who act upon their impulses happily, Lovers true to their loved ones, And those who take what they need without shame; Whereupon I told my poor tired sister, When I

Family We've gotten word from philadelphia Anna's doing well, she's making lots of money. Her contract has been signed to do a solo turn, It forbids

Anna I So my sister and I left Louisiana Where the moon on the Mississippi is a-shining ever, Like you always hear in the songs of dixie. We look forward

Family Will she now?... will our Anna pull herself together? (lazy bones are for the devil's stockpot?) For she was always quite a one for an armchair

You lads see me wash the glasses, wipe the floors, Make the beds, I'm the best of servants. You can kindly throw me pennies and I'll thank you very much

"in Nomine Patris Et Filii Et Spiritus Sancti..." I see fake healers on top of the bill I see the idle rich getting their thrill Creating rules that