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Grandfather Westinghouse
Always the hand in glove
Do you think you could rise above
Grandfather Westinghouse
His is the right to show
Do you think he could stop it or go
In the sun
In the sun
In the sun
Grandfather Westinghouse
Painting the mirror of sin
Kissing the saccharine sweet
Next of kin
In the sun
In the sun
In the sun