flood

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(La nuit du chasseur)* I was born of the womb of a poisonous spell Beaten and broken and chased from the lair But I rise up above it, high up above it and see I was hung from the tree made of tongues of the weak The branches were bones of liars and ...
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D.J., put a record on I wanna dance with my baby Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like to boogie-woogie Do you like my Acid Rock Hey Mister D.J. put a record on I wanna dance with my baby And when the music starts I ...