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Evergreen Terrace
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Dying Degree
Lyricist:Michael John Burkett
Dresser droors are filled with pocket change Coupons cut, cigarettes smoked down to the butt Is this what dreams are made of? Adding up subtracting down you find yourself sucking the rind
Dying degree, graying Amie
Final payment made, had you forgot? The rightful owner of one deluxe cemetery plot Paisley satin lined how apprapoe Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com What a better way to go
Dying degree, graying Amie
No more eating crumbs When my pension finally comes Your kids want eat mush Anymore 'round me
Dying degree, graying Amie
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