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| Amos Tori Miscellaneous Sister Janet Master Shamen I have come with my dolly from the shadow side with a demon and an Englishman I'm my mother I'm my son nobody else is slipping the blade in easy nobody else is slipping the blade in the marmalade All the angels all the wizards black and white are lighting candles in our hands can you feel them touching hands before our eyes and I can even see sweet Maryanne Sister Janet you have come from the woman clothed with the sun your veil is quietly becoming none call the Wanderer he has gone and all those up there are making it look so easy with your perfect wings a wing can cover all sorts of things |
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