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[ti:Sheepdog (Acoustic Version)] |
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[ar:Mando Diao] |
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[al:The Malevolence Of Mando Diao] |
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Sheepdog (Acoustic Version) - Mando Diao |
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I aim the first one who'll dare to stand still |
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Oh Lord your tension is making me ill |
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You've got no friends in your home you'll got no family stone |
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You can't go yeah yeah yeah |
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Everyone in every town on every boat on every trip the multi-talented strip |
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Will gather 'round you with coke and pain |
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The trees ain't no doubt about |
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The seeds I had no thought about |
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No yeah yeah yeah |
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Don't know why I can't locate this feeling that I would rather be with you |
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It makes no sense you're crying out loud that I may love you |
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This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you |
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Don't let them closer to this secret that I may love you |
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Take 'em outa west take 'em outa height take 'em on a sweet ride |
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Those little angles are numbered nine |
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The colored TV once shined on desolation 15 |
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They've got it Yeah yeah yeah |
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Bust 'em in the light bust 'em in the light |
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They ain't worthy being named as thieves |
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One of the shorties said hi up to the abbot who died |
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The rebound yeah yeah yeah |
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They ain't worthy being named as thieves |
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One of the shorties said hi up to the abbot who died |
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The rebound yeah yeah yeah |
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Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like I would rather heal your wounds |
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Now hear the dark gun punching out that I may love you |
