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Sainted Millions
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The Rumjacks
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We are the sainted millions where the howling black birds fly Hand in hand, we walk on through while the tracers pass us by We are the tainted living on the p*ss stained old barstools So raise a pint for those below who are singing beneath our shoes Sleeping sainted millions can you tell me what you know? Sing to me a song you wrote beneath your pile of stone The writings on the granite read so trite and insincere What do ya feel ya missed about the dash between the years? Well I would have laughed with a maniacal cry At some of the things that lead to being kept awake at night The more you see the more you grow From Montreal to Tokyo So ride the highs and take the lows And I wouldn't trade it for another And I would do it all again And I would treat it like a lover Runaway and take it by the hand Sleeping sainted millions can you tell me what you know? Cut down by a bullet from the rifle of a foe Stripped and stacked and piled and cleaned and lined up in a row Packed upon a clipper ship and chucked into a hole
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