Terry hall : The first hundred years are the toughest On this bubble An open sky, flying high Take a bride, get some trouble
Tricky : The first one will do I'm just passing through The second one needs more I've been here before I've been here before I've been here before
Terry hall : Springtime falls, summer calls You slip and slide until you hit december Believe my eyes, they'll bleed you dry If I wasn't a genius I'd lose my temper
Tricky : The first one will do Just passing through The second one needs more I've been here before I've been here before Wanna make me weak while you cry It's not such a thing,because still you die Gotta go I get high Gotta go I get high Deceiver deceived us And I deceived them Carry my troubles home Married with the humble home
Terry hall : The first hundred years are the toughest On getting smothered Life is just one bloody thing After another
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