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Santa is dead
ReplyDeleteCut off his head
The blood ran red
And Satan was fed
Santa Santa we hate you
ReplyDelete- cut your fucking head in two
the snow will turn a crimson red
and on a pole we'll mount your head
You guys were amazing- I saw you at Fowler's Yard in Durham in the late 80's- I just HAD to have that guitarist...
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