johnny sebastian - four lyrics
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thank my mother for my childhood
my t.v. for the same
the pastor for my catholic guilt
my father for my name
and if there is a john four
i hope he loves me
and if there is a john four
i’ll inherit him these hands
manner of the man
bitter broken land
and to the victor go the spoils
that be forty thousand foils
apple fallen
frigid soil
i hope he boils
i hope he loves me
but most of all
i need to keep him warm
swaddle him in the storm
that he got when i was born
and if there is a john four
i hope he loves me
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