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Post by wtduck on May 6, 2013 19:28:43 GMT -5
Shit, shit, shit, shit, Wait here just a bit. What are you trying to say? That it just can't be this way.
Doctor told me only last night, And I hope that he's not right, As if it matters any way.
But the test results, don't lie. And there's point to wondering why. No need to pack my bags to fly, Got everything it takes to die.
Across the road there, I see Beth. Wearing only her Lilly white dress, And she calls me to join her pride. On the other side. Never been much to complain, About anything like pain, Winter snow, summer rain.
My place is there, fixed beyond the stars, With Beth of the timeless bars, So before you drift off to bed.
Forget the name that's in you head.
You can just call me, The grateful dead.
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