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Faces - Wicked Messenger lyrics
(Bob Dylan) There was a wicked messenger from Eli he did come, With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter When questioned who had sent for him he answered with a thumb. For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter He stayed behind the assembly hall, it was there that he made his bed, Oftentimes he could be seen returning. Until one day he just appeared with a note in his hand which read, |
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