Тексты песни «A Feast Of Friends»

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Doors - A Feast Of Friends

Wow, I'm sick of doubt Live in the light of certain South Cruel bindings. The servants have the power Dog-men and their mean women Pulling poor blankets over Our sailors I'm sick of dour faces Staring at me...

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Jim Morrison - A Feast Of Friends

Wow, I'm sick of doubt Live in the light of certain South Cruel bindings The servants have the power Dog men and their mean women Pulling poor blankets over our sailors