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In Trans…Ylvania
A trance is disguising itself,
For a handful of hell
I sold my chance of getting to Paradise,
The blood is the life
That you put a price on,
To their delight
I threw away the alliance with the Virgin Mary
I’ve got the three exchange parts
That are irritating me
When it comes to vices I’m far away from being a novice
But you have to know how to be an angel
Your frightened eyes make me sad,
Beautiful titmouse,
Let the saints live so that they could be uplifted
I’m starving, I want something tender…
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At the point of death I give up
On a Michelangelo
You’re very busy with the beginning and the promises
I’ll make the deal with you,
There are mountains that deceive,
There are guys that make sense
’Cause,you know, whoever says service station
Says fuel dispenser.
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la (x3)
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la (x3)