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Alba s touto skladbou:
Die Weberischen,
God's Favorite,
Hey, Mama, when you leave
Don't leave a thing behind
I don't want nothin'
I can't use nothin'
Take care into the hall
And if you see my friends
Tell 'em I'm fine
Not usin' nothin'
Almost burned out my eyes
Threw my ears down to the floor
I didn't see nothin'
I didn't hear nothin'
Stood there like a block of stone
Knowin' all I had to know
And nothin' more
But, man, that's nothin'
As brothers our troubles are
Locked in each others arms
And you better pray
That they never find you
'Cause your back ain't strong enough
For burdens doublefold
They'd crush you down
Down into nothin'
Bein' born is goin' blind
And bowin' down a thousand times
To echoes strung
On pure temptation
Sorrow and solitude
These are the precious things
And the only words
That're worth rememberin'
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