I love the feel of his money One time I loved the feel of him, she yawned It was not until he was crucified That the benefits began Oh for restoration I may baulk and churl I have my standards to maintain The very fact I'm here at all is quite absurd The aggravation leaves a stain Oh, I love the feel of his money she yawned One time I loved the feel of him It was not until he was crucifed That the benefits began I love the feel of his money she yawned One time I loved the feel of him It was not until he was crucifed That the benefits began Oh, it's a Dark Moon Oh, it's a Dark Moon For restoration I may baulk and churl I have my standards to maintain The angle I come from is quite absurd The aggravation leaves a stain In this Dark Moon In this Dark Moon Ooh If I had the possession that I thought that I should I never cease to amaze From the angle that she stands, so absurd so afraid In this Dark Moon Oh this Dark Moon In this Dark Moon Under this Dark Moon Oh this Dark Moon, ooh Wait a minute, wait a minute Woo! Oh well, oh well Oh oh oh oh 'Cos Watch your soul, watch your soul, watch your soul Watch your soul, watch your soul, watch your soul Watch your soul, for my self
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