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UKArchive ID: 34461Met chunkymark by royrodel
Originally published on February 16, 2015 in Song Lyrics

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Went to the grave yard
although my mind was scarred
standing at the iron gate
knowing I was too late
to tell you that it was me
who couldn't set you free
you were my judge
I was your mug
We just lived their lie
coz it was easier dying
than to start trying

Met chunkymark
he was the spark
glowing in the dark
that sang the song
of right and wrong
I was born with nothing
all I have is the sting
of all the prophets praying

Teach me to dance
I'll dance like a fool
I'll clean out your cesspool
then you can throw me in
you can forgive my sin
punch me on the chin
and tell me my destiny
and all about the deity

The headstone news
just told the blues
everyone I love I lose
here's that red rose
thanks for the doze
of tears and heartache
and telling me my mistakes
I love you now and forever
they tell me to cure my fever
and love them more
and become their whore
coz we're rotten to the core

Met chunkymark
he was the spark
glowing in the dark
that sang the song
of right and wrong
I was born with nothing
all I have is the sting
of all the prophets praying

Teach me to dance
I'll dance like a fool
I'll clean out your cesspool
then you can throw me in
you can forgive my sin
punch me on the chin
and tell me my destiny
and all about the deity

Now the meaning has gone
again, another undone
again, what's done is done
now I live among the dead
all the easily led
with their gods and tv
pillage and shopping sprees
rich church goers
and bias newspapers
more work and debt letters
it's not getting better









© royrodel (royrodel on OLD UKA)
UKArchive ID: 34461
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