| They painted crosses on the doorways
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| To protect the life within
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| As death pulled back the shutters
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| To save the World from sin
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| I’ll write your name in lipstick
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| Along the valley of the dead
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| And you, you just sit there
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| And unstitch your sister’s threads.
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| I wanna dress you and undress you
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| Upon this wooden floor
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| I wanna dress you, wanna undress you
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| And what is more
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| Oh the rain fell down upon us
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| It fell around our sacred souls
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| The pyramids, they never stopped building them
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| They carved their faces in the gold
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| I’ve lived, lived a life that’s blameless
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| I’ve been cursed and then condemned
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| All the way, all the way from Jerusalem
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| All the way to Bethlehem.
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| I wanna dress you and undress you
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| All on this wooden floor
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| I wanna dress you and undress you
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| And what is more
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| You sewed your mother’s dresses
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| Out of fragments of the sky
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| And me, when I’m left alone, my dear
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| I just love to get high.
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| I wanna dress you, I wanna undress you
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| Across this wooden floor
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| I wanna dress you
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| Wanna dress you up
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| Dress you up
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| Oh and more
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| I wanna dress you, I wanna dress you
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| Wanna dress you down
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| I wanna dress you
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| And then believe me
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| We can take on the whole damn town.
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| Just think about it, darling
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| Just remember, just remember
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| That I’m not too blame.
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| There’s no one left alive
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| There’s no one left alive
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| I’m sure you all
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| All remember my name. |