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Skyclad - Isle of Jura lyrics
Life's really a chocolate box- some do without - others have plenty. It sticks in my throat - my stomach's in knots, while your box is so full - mine's perpetually empty. From the cradle to the grave, point your ladle to the gravy. |
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