In a hired car she will come to england from the sea, And as the tide flows the london snows will come. And from the skyline shines the lies of the government's singular history So in a hired world she will buy a gun
And she will come from india with a love in her eyes That say, oh how my dark star will rise
In rented gear 2000 years we waited for a man But with a tattoed tit she'd die for us all tonight.
And she will come from india with a gun at her side, Or she will come from argentina With her cemetery eyes that say Oh, how my dark star will rise,
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