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Owen Tromans & The Elders
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A Terrible Bird
Here come old death like a terrible bird You gotta give that son of a bitch the respect he deserves His presence is dulled by electrical wires Oh, I see old death when the world it is quiet In my dreams he's chopping up wood Under one wing he carries a drop of all our blood For each man and woman: you will have your time Where he will greet you by name, for death unlike love is not blind
Fetch me water Fetch me a drink Throw open the windows while I tell you what I think Old death is with us; he hovers down low With you in his beak and me in his beak he knows when we will go With you in his beak and me in his beak he knows how we will go
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