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in a sweet song - supreme dicks lyrics

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whatever my lot (?), to every woman who’s father got
hits from crooks outside whose gun i shot
in a children’s song, or forget me now

in a children’s song, my mother’s far gone
flown from my father’s bed, he’ll hate me instead
though i have this gun, i still feel too young
as to hurt anyone, even after they’re dead

and when i wake up, then ask “is it over?”
turn over, and tell me you’re fed…
up with all my father said up with the hammer he gave me to build your bed

in a sweet song, mother h*llo (x2)

- supreme dicks lyrics

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