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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Your Funeral My Trial |
| Album: | The Best Of | Genres: | |
| Year: | 1996 |
Length: | 240 sec |
Lyrics:
I am a crooked man And i've walked a crooked mile Night, the shameless widow Doffed her weeds, in a pile The stars all winked at me They shamed a child
Your funeral, my trial
A thousand marys lured me To feathered beds and fields of glover Bird with crooked wing cast It's wicked shadow over A bauble moon did mock And trinket stars did smile Your funeral, my trial
Here i am, little lamb... Let all the bells in whoredom ring All the crooked bitches that she was (Mongers of pain) Saw the moon
Become a fang
Your funeral, my trial
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