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Vince Jones - Stricken by a Storm lyrics
I've been slipping out of slot I'm a man who's had the lot I ate the sacred apple And now here come the rot I thought I was immortal But my youth is on the run My repertoire of smiles I've used them all and now there's non They say you've made it when you're still standing at the end Let's go, let's go, come on straight life has to end Play safe says my astrology Play safe says the economy I'm a man stricken by a storm So I found this new religion And it cleans my dirty soul I washed away my problem with my money in the bowl And the priest says he loves you As the icons laugh away The saints inside the plaster I'd love to hear their say They say you've made it... |
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