Well I suppose she'd be an allright wife, since with a face like that at least the best man wouldn't be trying to get stuck into her... But the fat dudes not invited, we need the cake to last the night.
Musics three thumbs up though
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell,
Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell.
Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream,
We must sing
We must sing
We must sing
I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
And Im so clever But clever ain't wise
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