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She's gonna burn you once again,
An old, familiar friend,
Who puts a red hot ember,
Upon your lips,
She'll hurt you till it ends,
And one day it ends.

So go and cry and cry,
Upon your mother's shoulder,
She'll make a spark within the dark,
Sing her infinite wisdom like a lark,
She's your first and your last, God said.

I'm gonna burn you just for a second,
In your flaming fire today,
And try to understand this man,
And his tribe,
You'll see it's over,
Broken tribe, bloody clan.

A poor glistening child stands again,
So go, cry, cry, cry,
Upon my shoulder,
And I'll love you all the more,
You're everything that I adore,
You're every sham and whim,
(You’re every sham and whim).

Listen here,
He's gonna burn you once again,
He's done it before,
And he'll do it again,
The father (the father), the father (the father),
The father, the father of civilized man,
This time we got no starting for an end.

So go and cry, cry,
Upon your mother's weary shoulder,
And she don't want you anymore,
Unless of course,
You take up love in your arms,
And stand and defend someone's sin.

And it's you...
It's you...

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