Miss Jones knows what the dogs like. And the dogs know what they like about her.
In the fields of grass where the young boys run away from, away from, away from...
Hey, hey Miss Jones, when you get down there will you let us know?
Father John is worried.
Hey, hey Miss Jones, when you get down there will you let us know?
Flames of war are burning.
The hills wish they were mountains. And the weeds, to be trees.
In the years to come, we all run away from, away from, away from...
World goes round
In the light of day I can still see the light, see the light.
Veins of red and blue dance on tracks in the night, in the night.
Once upon a dream I had she came and said okay. x 2
The world goes round. x 2
She will come to you with a scream for her life, for her life.
Act of god, part two. Her life bleeds off the knife, off the knife.
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