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Favourite Sons

I was a lonely man in a lonely bar in a lonely city in a lonely world when she came in on the devils arm she looked so damn good when she said to me "

Sweet heart you're killing me, you're killing me slowly i say all the right things when i talk to myself it makes me want to tear the room apart... when

We have pistols and girls yea we have pistols and girls to keep us all alive everyone we have slaughter house boys yea we have slaughter house boys

brothers and their armies standing by Maeve receives favourable omens from her Druids. The long march to Cooley begins. "The champions and the Seven Sons

, or years in a rusty cage. There's nothing to lose for the convict soul, or when fortune favours the brave. Working on the railway they were north of the 23. Sons

voice to tell him what's wrong, Without a will, without a prayer, without a passionate song to sing... Our favourite sons, our polished metal guns, Plagues, mermaids, setting suns Our favourite sons

enough voice to tell him what's wrong, Without a will, without a prayer, without a passionate song to sing... Our favourite sons, our polished metal guns, Plagues, mermaids, setting suns Our favourite sons

heists cos now I'm 'cross town in the Heights My nights are a little quieter but still amongst the schemes for the fun Where sons run guns and blow slums

sons, Benjamin and Judah, which leaves only one Jacob, Jacob and sons, Joseph - Jacob's favourite son Jacob, Jacob and sons Jacob, Jacob and sons Jacob, Jacob and sons