The Moldy Peaches

The Moldy Peaches - The Ballad Of Helen Keller And Rip Van Wrinkle lyrics

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Burn it all up
Hanging in the street
Enlightenment
Whining, mercy me

Take my hand now, love
Down the stairs, your father walks
I will lead the way
His hair is falling grey

Leave them behind
Runnin' to the sea
Don't make a sound
Twitching silently

Take my hand now, love
Down the stairs, your father walks
I will lead the way
His hair is falling grey

No matter what they say,
I can make you stay
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