paroles de chanson Stand Up - Flapjack
What
makes
us
equal
Hides
deep
in
our
souls,
But
if
it
makes
us
equal,
Now
come
we're
not
Equal
at
all?
What
makes
us
equal
Hides
deep
in
our
Minds,
But
if
it
makes
us
equal,
Now
come
we're
not
Equal
at
all?
God
bless
your
manicure
When
my
sister's
starving
God
bless
your
brand
new
15th
car,
Golden
rings
and
silver
spoons,
Satisfy
your
apetite
huh
huh?...
Your
gonna
turn
into
dust
When
your
time
is
coming
I
hope
you'll
die
like
Professional
In
your
pink
bedroom
Flowers
on
your
grave
now
...
and
onion
tears
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