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Artist/Band:
Pixies
Lyrics for Song: Holiday Song
Lyrics for Album: Wave of Mutilation: The Best of the Pixies [2004]
13845>Well, sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
He took his sister from his head
And impregnated her on the sheets
And they rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed until they were dead
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
Well, sit right down my evil son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday right now
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
This ain't no holiday
But it always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
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Album Lyrics: Wave of Mutilation: The Best of the Pixies [2004] |
 Pixies
"Wave of Mutilation: The Best of the Pixies [2004]"
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