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I wiped away the tears like they were flies on the melon As she fell into my arms, I was buying what she was selling The furrows deep and newly plowed There's mercy in the seed put down Washed in the blood of the things we kill Be it time, or man, or...
Lay low Moonshine Drink slow That poison wine Hanging on the vine like razor wire I know this ain't no goddamn ruse I saw your mama last night on the moon She was covered up in mosquitoes And there ain't no line she won't cross House fire Tall choir ...