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Said Simone Lyrics
Down by the old cemetary where the presidents rot, down by the tombstones beyond
the moaning gates where the old men wait, well-dressed and underground. Yes the
black buzzards smile. Oh yes, the gates moan. Calling for me to rescue. They
all weep into my bones. Summer dress. Handsome smile. Lovers lips. Ah her cure.
The moans calling her to rescue. There she is, enter Simone. I swear we're all
there. Right there, we moan, calling her to rescue. "We pray you never
leave us, our singing somber mistress," they said.
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