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Tuesday, July 12, 2011

lyr 35: sara, sara

no matter how small
every town has got one
a miniature crime
done with a miniature gun

hard as a hammer
harder than nails
got hundreds of dogs and
cats by the tail

sara sara
let me pour you some some wine
i've got a fear
you no longer mine
my love my love
my love is so unkind
it's killing me dear
it's blowing my mind

knocking them out
place neat on the shelf
god helps those who
help themselves

a wonderful lie
makes a marvelous mess
and she doesn't move
it ain't easy...i confess

sara sara
let me pour you some some wine
i've got a fear
you no longer mine
my love my love
my love is so unkind
it's killing me dear
it's blowing my mind


i'm surrounded by dust
i'm captured in stills
i'm covered by dirt
and bottles and pills

collateral damage the generals say
nothing can chase this dragon away

sara sara
let me get you some some wine
i've got this fear
that you're no longer mine
my love my love
my love is so unkind
it's killing me dear
it's blowing my mind




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