Sufjan Stevens

Sufjan Stevens - Waste Of What Your Kids Won't Have songtekst

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Mad he was, inward

Break her barn, back door



When the water rushed and poured

Took the relatives she stored

So the Father Ghost and Lord 

Took the revelation stored



It's a waste of money spent and given

It's a waste of what was, when forgiven

And your children burn their backs in bed

It's a waste of what your kids won't have



When the man took his gun 

Put it on your youngest one

Took the curtains off the glass

Took the virgin for what she has



It's a waste of money spent and given

It's a waste of what was, when forgiven

And your children burn their backs in bed

It's a waste of what your kids won't have



It's a waste of what your kids won't have

It's a waste of what your kids won't have
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