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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “The Jester”

• A jester of sorts
  You stand holding your court
  Over minions of capital hill
  In a bath full of blood
  All alone, standing still
  Under God, you can fire at will
  
  And when (when!)
  The devil's angels come
  Take your life and lead you
  To the flies beneath
  Go ahead so we kill (hey!)
  And lose the dead who was,
  Above us and beneath us,
  Waiting in their graves,
  It's a nation free for all
  
  A prodigal son
  Can't undo what he's done
  A figure head of capital crime
  With a light shining down
  As you fall to your knees
  To repent would be nothing but lies
  
  And when (when!)
  The devil's angels come
  Take your life and lead you
  To the flies beneath
  Go ahead so we kill (hey!)
  And lose the dead who was,
  above us and beneath us,
  waiting in their graves,
  It's a nation free for all
  
  la la la la la la la la la la la (hey!) (hey!).....
  
  Dead beat
  Six feet
  Dead underground
  
  An eye for an eye
  All the leaders are blind
  Going once twice and then it goes down
  
  And when (when!)
  The devil's angels come
  Take your life and lead you
  To the flies
  Go ahead so we kill (hey!)
  And lose the dead who was,
  above us and beneath us,
  waiting in their graves,
  Its a nation free for all
  

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