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A Children's Crusade on Acid Lyrics

Sarah, settle down
Put your helmet on
Walk these streets of gold
With cigarettes you hand rolled
I don't know you
And i don't owe you a thing
But i smile so hard it hurts
Just when things get worse
You said you've woken from a dream
Abandoned by your mother
Could this be?
Satan, settle done
Keep your trousers on
You can warm the globe
But leave my wretched soul alone
I don't know you
And i don't owe you a thing
But the children lose their minds
In such uncertain times
And i'm woken from a dream
Surrounded by my lovers
Oh, woe is me!
And a hundred thousand times a day
The yellow lights turn red
And a hundred thousand miles away
I'm turning myself in
Oh, christ, i am!
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