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Horror Was Rooted In Sympathy . . . In Understanding What It Would Be Like To Suffer The Worst.

Work And Pray, Live On Hay, Youll Get Pie In The Sky When You Die.

If You Didn't Have Me To Rake You Over The Coals Now And Then, There Wouldn't Be Any Fire In Your Life At All.

I'll Take The Shooting. I'm Used To That. I've Been Shot A Few Times In The Past, And I Guess I Can Stand It, Again.

Innocence Ain’t All It’s Cracked Up To Be, You Know. Innocent Little Kids Rip The Wings Off Flies, Because They Don’t Know Any Better. That’s Innocence