Phooey! - Gun Home | Текст песни

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In a house where they laid your body down I'm tied to a trampoline, I can't get through to you. I'm so full of hate.
In a field, where they've spread your ashes out I walk there all alone, I wish I was with you. I'm so full of hate.

Yeah, I'm so glad that everything worked out
And I'm so glad that I have met you
And I'm so glad (i think) I could never forget you
And I'm so glad that we're unlike the other boys and girls
And I'm so glad that everything worked out.

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