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If I was half alive
Then you were dead
Subsistin on that same old bread

Its the memory that hide
The whole wide world
Its the gas heds love of america

Its the memory that hides
Take your photographs back
For the love of all gods
Our gas he'd marches on
Our gas he'd marches on

He'll a bonified man
A star amongst his clan
And the only one that let me ride

Its the memory that dies
Our gas he'd was right
When they lanced his skill
There was puss and light

Its the memory that dies
So take your photographs back
For the love of all gods
Our gas he'd marches on
Our gas he'd marches

Its the memory that dies
So take your photographs back
For the love of all gods
Our gas he'd marches on
Our gas he'd marches on

Its the memory that dies
So take your photographs back
For the love of all gods
Our gas he'd marches on

Gas he'd is on the radio, radio, radio
Gas he'd is on the radio, radio, radio
Gas he'd is on the radio, radio, radio