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Go On And Have A Laugh

Got No Car, Got No Money, I Got Nothin' Nothin' Nothin' Not At All

So Hot It Feels Like The Devil's Breath

Can You Remember The First Time We Met ?

In Her Head, She Sees Butterflies With Pistols

Their Dreams Stay Firmly Rooted In The Shallows