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7 & 3 Is The Striker's Name

Little prick, you're crossing every line

The winds of change and the sands of time

7 & 3 is the striker's name

Washing his hands as he walks awayCome on, come on

The sky has arrived

Wings are clipped

But we still might fly awayCome on, come on

The sky has arrived

Wings are clipped

But we still might fly awayCurse my master and his slaves

And his soldiers too

Curse those fuckers, in their castle

They're all bastards tooKeep me stable, I may be fine

I don't want to fuck it up this time

She loves me tender, she loves me strong

We're starcross'd lovers and we sing this songCome on, come on

The sky has arrived

Wings are clipped

But we still might fly awayCome on, come on

The sky has arrived

Wings are clipped

But we still might fly awayCurse my master and his slaves

And his soldiers too

Curse those fuckers, in their castle

They're all bastards tooRiding in the night like a thief, although

Not too skinny and not too bold

7 & 3 is the striker's name

Washing his hands as he walks awayShe loves me tender and she loves me strong

We're starcross'd lovers and we sing this song

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