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You have no idea all the damage you cause when you steal our work stock Original photo [link] Thank you Crow Jane Horrors in her head That her tongue dare not name Lived all alone by the river The rolling rivers of pain Crow Jane There is one shining eye on a hard-hat Company closed down the mine Winking on the waters they came Twenty hard-hats, twenty eyes In her clapboard shack Just six foot by five They killed all her whiskey Poured their pistols dry Crow Jane Seems you've remembered How to sleep, how to sleep The house dogs are in the turnips And your yard dogs are running all over the streets Crow Jane Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson Why you close up shop so late?" "Just fitted out a girl who looked like a bird Measured .32, .44, .38 Asked that girl which road she was taking Said she was walking the road of hate But she hopped on a coal-trolley up to New Haven Population: 48" Crow Jane Your guns are drunk and smoking They have followed you to the gate Laughing all the way back from the new town Population, now, 28 Crow Jane By Nick Cave |
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I'm always looking for models (male/female, any age), if you'd like to help out in anyway, let me know. Bear in mind I work from Southampton/London and the South East. [link]
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Ah, pillow gun. Where danger and comfort meet. Two hundred thread count, meet two hundred dead count.
Hogwarts Live!
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Something 'bout the way you taste makes me want to clear my throat.
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You are either pitiful or powerful... you can't be both.
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