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20. Zeamsone - 7 Dam
Sleepytime Gorilla Museum - Gunday's Child
Gunday's Child
Tekst dodał(a): ScourgesBlood
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(M-day's child is fair of face)
(Drill-day's child is full of grace)
M-day's child is fair of face
Drill-day's child is full of grace
Gun-day's child is breastless and blind
Shell-day's child is out of its mind
Lucy picked a fight with a bumblebee
The bumblebee it went and told the crow
The crow it settled down in the old gum tree
Sharpened all the arrows for its bow
Flew across the town to the school house yard
Spotted little Lucy heading home
Shot her through the backpack and through the heart
Maybe that'll teach her, I don't know
Lucy picked a fight with a bumblebee
The bumblebee it went and told the crow
The crow it settled down in the old gum tree
Sharpened all the arrows for its bow
Flew across the town to the school house yard
Spotted little Lucy heading home
Shot her through the backpack and through the heart
Maybe that'll teach her, I don't know
Bomb-day's child will always be dumb
Cannon-day's child can never quite come
But the child that's born on Battle-day is blithe and bonny and rotted away
(Drill-day's child is full of grace)
M-day's child is fair of face
Drill-day's child is full of grace
Gun-day's child is breastless and blind
Shell-day's child is out of its mind
Lucy picked a fight with a bumblebee
The bumblebee it went and told the crow
The crow it settled down in the old gum tree
Sharpened all the arrows for its bow
Flew across the town to the school house yard
Spotted little Lucy heading home
Shot her through the backpack and through the heart
Maybe that'll teach her, I don't know
Lucy picked a fight with a bumblebee
The bumblebee it went and told the crow
The crow it settled down in the old gum tree
Sharpened all the arrows for its bow
Flew across the town to the school house yard
Spotted little Lucy heading home
Shot her through the backpack and through the heart
Maybe that'll teach her, I don't know
Bomb-day's child will always be dumb
Cannon-day's child can never quite come
But the child that's born on Battle-day is blithe and bonny and rotted away
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