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sons of bill - before the fall كلمات أغنية

pride i was convinced had lost its grip upon us all
and august had the insolence to come before the fall
i was casting off my idles til there was nothing left but me
with all the songs of summer sawing in the tall catalpa trees
all the rigor of a ragdoll, we’re poets at our worst
thieves at our best ain’t we all
my devil in white linen how she took me by surprise
she was long and lean and lovely with a twinkle in her thighs
just knowing we had hands and she had me to put them on
was all we needed to keep going through the cold light of the dawn
with fists full of assurance and a belly full of wine
we had stolen from the altar in an altered state of mind
we shamed the congregation while the clever kids all laughed
they said we ran around half naked but they never said which half
all the rigor of a ragdoll, we’re poets at our worst
thieves at our best ain’t we all

- sons of bill

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