Divine Good-Bye, babyBaby, good-byeDivine, oh DivineFalling like a picture of timeOh he was the Mother of AmericaHe was my self-determined guruMyself, I hold your big fat heart in my handsAnd I hold your burning heart in my handsA supernovaA flame on fire Shining in the darknessDid someone mention a raptureWell I turn to think of youWho walked the way with so much painWho holds the mirror up to foolsAnd I'll murder the ingratesWho stand in our way!And I'll swallow shit, laughingOn my bed of hay!And I hold your burning heart in my handsAnd I hold your burning heart in my handsA supernovaA flame on fire Shining in the darknessDivineDivineA supernovaA flame on fire Shining in the darknessBy Anthony and the Johnsons visti ieri a Bologna in Piazza Santo Stefano
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