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Poor Mouth - 16 Horsepower
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Poor Mouth 16 Horsepower

Poor Mouth - 16 Horsepower
Is anything as lovely to me
As the truth in love
I'll take it over freedom any day
Cos' it brings me ever an' this time to my knees
An' on my knees I run away

Yes I know your sticks and stones they
They will easily break these bones an'
An' all my words come back to haunt me
I will put my strength into
The things left standing
I am hoarse with wild eyes
No debts outstanding

My hands are yours my brother
You can take my coat as well
My eyes are yours sister
An' my heart, an' my heart
In which he dwells

Heard the voice of my master calling me
From deep in the hollow
Said that I must follow him there yeah
Is any place darker for me
With all the wolves about
Well it's a poor mouth that I wear
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