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There lives the Meth -O -Man
Neath some rusting wrought iron,
There lives the myth of the man
Come, my beauty, and dance
There play a bassovian heart
Come, my beauty, and drink
Drink to the memory of a young
Late at night you can hear him
The song of the Meth -O -Man
His voice at times booming,
The song of the Meth -O -Man
Come, my beauty, and dance
Fair play of vasso Vienna
Come, my beauty, and drink
Drink to the memory of a young man's dream
from his time on the race
On the edge of the mangrove,
there died the meth old man.
They say he just fell asleep in the flames,
and there died the meth old man.
Come, my beauty, and dance,
Fair play of my soul, the end of
Come, my beauty, and drink,
Come, my beauty, and dance
The play of our soul, Vienna
Come, my beauty, and drink
