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some god will finish there, main in torture, man in chair
and stephen's in the sky
a heathen broke my leg and turned me in my stony bed
i need people, any people
young man, heart attack and breathing through a metal stack
down here in harmonies, a peace forever off your knees
some gods would finish there, main in torture, man in chair
and stephen;s in the sky
i need people any people