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Sacrifice your boy for Bushie, Baby. Muddling things up's what I do. Fears for me are foolish fancies, Baby. Dying isn't for the well-to-do. I'll be busy here at home maligning Anyone who's not like you, Who's smiling through her tears At my war that's lasted years, Ignoring my pronouncements that it's through.
Music & Original Lyric by George Norton To 'Sacrificing To Bushie' |