(won't see 'em again till the fourth of) July
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Artist:
now people cry and people moan
look for a dry place to call their home
try to find some place to rest their bones
while the angels and the devils fight make them their own
now people cry and people moan
look for a dry place to call their home
try to find some place to rest their bones
while the angels and the devils fight make them their own
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Comments (4)
Like Death.
Hadn't heard that before. Thanks for putting it up.
Thought of this song today. Coolio.
I was stopped at a light on my way home tonight. The radio was playing commercials so I belted out, "Where do bad folks go when they die," before becoming horribly embarrassed by the fact that there were no less than five people within hearing range of me. I hid my eyes and drove off, only to have the Nirvana version of the song come on the radio before I had even made it one block from the scene of my humiliation. Crazy.