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Masters of Reality - John Brown lyrics
John Brown Bring him down Pull his body To the ground Left him up For long enough Let me be The baby gruff John Brown Bring him down Pull his body To the ground Holiday, holiday I declare a holiday Holiday, holiday No matter what the doctors say Holiday, holiday We pull John down At noon today Tomorrorw day, nothing rings Nothing rings and nothing brings |
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