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• Artiste: Peter Wolf Crier
• Titre: Saturday Night
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Labored on your subject moans Damn I never once claimed all that you stole Poor in heart and rich in sin Desperate for your drink and stripped of my kin When the summer rain was all she wrote The lord's pity tears don't fall no more So if you'd be so kind not to writhe I'll claim all you owe Your empty sight is all I hold Hands cupped from drought I approach your throne Cause my queen you mean so much to me I swear I'll be swift upon your throat When the summer rain was all she wrote The lord's pity tears don't fall no more So if you'd be so kind not to writhe I'll claim all that I'm owed I'll claim all that I owe I'll claim all that I'm owed