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• Artiste: Rufus Wainwright
• Titre: Liberty Cabbage
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Sometimes I think You're trying to kill me with your stars and stripes and sometimes, sometimes your Liberty Cabbage goes dry but still your arms are strong your blood runs furies inside me. Cities of gold, mountains of purple, Hot dogs and hamburgers eaten on your laps, While you sit and watch them kill me with their stars and stripes while you sit and watch them kill me with their stars and stripes and sometimes, sometimes your liberty cabbage goes dry but tears do flow from those eyes blue as the pacific your table cloths checkered as chessboards And your smile is wider than the Continental Drift But why do you, Why do you sit and let them stone my friends and loved ones? Sometimes I think you're trying to kill me with your stars and strips and sometimes, sometimes I think you might succeed