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Georgie James

The sun is up looks like a perfect day to put our soldiers on a cake parade we can line them up and march them down the hall where they can play at

Well I'm just a bartender And I don't like my work But I don't mind the money at all I've seen lots of sad faces And lots of bad cases Of folks with

Well I'm just a bartender And I don't like my work But I don't mind the money at all I've seen lots of sad faces And lots of bad cases Of folks with their

George Moshington has come to slay we'll throw your bodies in the bay another pit another day there is no other way life in the oit is no game better