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Father Lucifer, you never looked so sick
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain
Tell me that you′re still in love with that mule meat
How the lizzies, how's your Jesus Christ been hanging?
Father Lucifer, you never looked so sick
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain
Tell me that you′re still in love with that mule meat
How the lizzies, how's your Jesus Christ been hanging?
He
Next gonna stop me from a flowery tear
Next gonna stop me from a flowery tear
He says he reckons I'm a watercolour stain
Says I run from him and then I laugh and then I run
He didn′t see me watching from the arrow pin
He wiped a tear and then he threw away a apple seed
He
Next gonna stop me from a flowery tear
Next gonna stop me from a flowery tear
Every day′s my wedding day
Though Billy's still in his comatose state
I dye my own Easter eggs
Just do good, yeah, just do good
Billy lost the sun, silver that′s okay
Does Jude bring flowers to Marilyn's grave?
Girls that eat pizza never gain weight
Never gain weight, never gain weight
Father Lucifer, you never looked so sick
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain
Tell me that you′re still in love with that mule meat
How the lizzies, how's your Jesus Christ been hanging?
How the lizzies, how′s your Jesus Christ been hanging?
He
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Writer(s): Tori Amos, Tori Ellen Amos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
