Partly politic Heads will roll Mostly politic God must call Till the winning hand does belong to me
What if no one's calling God then must be falling
If I ever met you In a private place I would stare you You into the ground That's how I'd articulate The value of my face The value on my face
What if no one's calling God then must be falling What if no one's calling God then must be falling What if no one's calling God then must be falling What if no one's calling God then must be falling
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