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AC/DC Bag

アーティスト:Phish  アルバム:Phish  作詞:ANASTASIO TREY  作曲:ANASTASIO TREY  品番:WM825084980426

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Mr. Palmer is concerned with the thousand dollar question Just like Roger he's a crazy little kid I've got the time if you've got the inclination So cheer up Palmer, you'll soon be dead The noose is hanging, at least you won't die wondering Sit up and take notice Tell it like it is If I were near you I wouldn't be far from you I've got a feeling you know what you did chorus: AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag DC Bag (2x) Time to put your money where your mouth is Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground I'm a stranger here I'm going down Let's get down to the nitty gritty Let's get this show on the road I'll show you mine if you show me yours I'm breathing hard - open the door (chorus) Brain dead, and made of money No future at all Pull down the blinds and run for cover No future at all Who would've thought it, that's where I am No future at all Don't sweat it, that's where I am Whoa, carry me down, down, down, down By that night, news of Palmer's death had traveled back to the camp. Spirits were low and Colonel Forbin felt devastated. Even though he had only been in Gamehendge for one day, he had already developed a deep hatred for Wilson. He wanted desperately to help the revolutionaries, but without Palmer, it seemed hopeless. He wandered slowly through the camp and passed Errand Wolfe, sitting by the fire with Rutherford, who had returned that afternoon. He walked on and soon found himself outside of Tela's hut. Forbin knocked and walked in. Tela sat behind a makeshift desk in the center of a room that was littered


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