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Have you a minute for jesus? It would please us To lure you in Lecture on sin Feed you words We dont follow It's painless now shut up and swallow jesus loved them all the same The rules are simple for this game. We will judge them on their lovers sweaters hair shoes make up jewelry smokes booze who they know what they say where they live how they play how they pay do they pay? who they pay when they turn their back to walk away the fucking words we'll have to say!! Did you see this? Did you see that? Her clothes are outdated Her ass is fat Our insincerity is sincere We unabashedly bash 'round here
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