There'll be like a ball and I can dance for no,

truth is the mall, but whatever you call it, you can rest the show,

the world will dance on your brain.

Yeah, it'll be like a hop the whole gag with the b gag was about, we're gonna start at your wake and never stop,

you and then come through,

you never knew how to behave.

But you gag were done, because you'll be done,

and bring the family alone,

and fight a spot on the lawn and play this song over the FD.

Dancing on your break song over the P.A.

Dancing, Lord, Ray,

did we all have been waiting for?

This is the calm we pray.

Dancing, all the Lord Ray,

the food and doubt can be thrown away at least the one for this

pain

forget a doubt of when your name get scrawled upon the wall of appalling dead turd coats and not

invitations this is what they will say

bring your time for your hullet masses with your glasses, shake your grasses, celebrate while we dance on your way.

Dancing on your grave!

The glorious tuesday, don't you tell it, as here decaying embrace

Dancing on your frame

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