listen to the wind and my friend you will then understand she depends on the ocean mama once told me that papa wouldn t hold me cause he was afraid of emotion my friend this is the end i can t believe it that you would deceive me and pass as if you were my friend three years i ve missed you but i can t forgive you cause i know you d do it again my friend this is the end listen to his eyes for his lips can tell lies but a look will denounce any treason listen to the tone and i m sure it will show who is good and who s there for a reason my friend this is the end every night he goes to bed with a bottle of gin and the words she said every morning he wakes up hes got a hole in his head and a dime in his cup my friend this is the end my friend this is the end
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