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Oh the tears that you weep
For the poor tortured souls
Who F/Afall at your feet
With theirG#6 love begging bowls
AlDm7l the clerks and the tailors
The shCarks and the sailors
All gBbood at their trades
But theyG7'll always be failures
Alms for the poor
For the wretched disciples
And the love that they swore
With their hearts on the bible
Beseeching the honour
To sit at your table
And feast on your holiness
As long as they're able
Bb6Love needs its martyrs
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Needs its sacrifices
They F/Clive for your beauty
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And pay for their vices
Love will be the death of
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My lonely soul brothers
But their Fspirit shall live on in
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The hearts of all lovers
You're holding court
With your lips and your smile
Your body's a halo
Their minds are on trial
Sure as Adam is eve
Sure as Jonah turned whaler
They're crooked love thieves
And you are their jailor
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