
Half A Holiday Songtext
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your golden child is just
our favorite smoker
heading east of nowhere
with a lover's rose
heading east of nowhere
in his sunday clothes
heading east of nowhere
with a lover's rose
too weird to live
too fucked to care
a special brand of casualty
of your special brand of
urban planning
the fortunate son
silver spoon in hand
he's a fortunate son
silver spoon in hand
too rare to die
our favorite smoker
heading east of nowhere
with a lover's rose
heading east of nowhere
in his sunday clothes
heading east of nowhere
with a lover's rose
too weird to live
too fucked to care
a special brand of casualty
of your special brand of
urban planning
the fortunate son
silver spoon in hand
he's a fortunate son
silver spoon in hand
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