Текст (слова) песни: Fatima Mansions, The - You Won`t Get Me Home
Her uncle won`t support her now He loves his Masons more with their Boy Scout songs of Jahbulon as they flocked to gore some whores
She says, "You won`t get me home You won`t get me home Everything I own is gone."
They built a wall around the town to keep her plague within until all of the unclean had died atoning for their sins
You won`t get me home You won`t get me home Leave my mouth alone You`re old -- you`re old!
You won`t get me home to jump my tired bones Now leave my mouth alone and go! Go! Go!
The Prince of Caledonia, he drives a diesel van Yeah, he peddles skag in Hamilton He`s the reality man, reality man
You`re not your own executioner, no You`re not your own executioner, no You`re not your own executioner, even though they tell you, they tell you, they tell you, they tell you so!
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