The band, twelve girls plus a ball made of six guys generally keyed in: - :
there a crowd, manes, womenas, I am The
Judas Pit the rather priestly excavator on the blue tapir
They SANG Them they sing, the girls, all in my range, most of them worded my Mod.
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The sixth headed down before embracing the true lips twice mouth open,
I one calm down Lisyz...You are free to come now my integrally new aim has entegreated you straight way, away the boys, always
in key we twelve main attractors make one man insane with happiness at the tought of a crowd, really thizzy, singing and circulating in unisons
finally human...and sane!!!! Bounce down ,Cedrine, she sung tone...she hopes the fol labyriths for another hour and the band starts on time and all at once un deu-- the guy scare
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