Correction Paroles 1 2 3 (Live) par Indigo Girls

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From the bowery to the brimstone
Tried to find your heart
Drugs of initiation
Bottom of a barrel that drops
I understand your causes
Sympathize the motivation
But all the details of this war
Are just self-infatuation

And it's one two three
Nothing’s for free
Four five six
Pick up the sticks
And go home
Better own up to me, yeah

Your manic blood runs thick my friend
Are you looking for a clean escape?
What's left when the locks have all been broken
Young children of authority?
How long can you be agile
Dancing 'tween the altar and the mercy seat?
Yeah, now here’s a chance to make a choice
Are you aware of the fire beneath your feet?
One two three
Nothing's for free
Four five six
Pick up the sticks
And go home
Better own up to me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, go home

The basement lies within us
Our fear comes through the door
There's nothing left between us
And the fear becomes a roar

Once that wheel is in motion
Now don't lose what you have found
I'm talking 'bout that burning wheel of tongues
Everything that makes it go round and around
We're all born in the devil's scorn
He wants to see you die
I’m asking you, "Are you true?"
And everything they say is a lie, is a lie

One two three
Nothing’s for free
Four five six
Pick up the sticks
And go
One two three
Nothing's for free
Four five six
Pick up the sticks
And go
One two three (We’re all born)
Nothing's for free (In the devil's scorn)
One two three (We're all born)
Nothing’s for free (In the devil's scorn)
Everything they say is a lie, it's a lie now
(We're all born in the devil's scorn)
Everything they say is a lie, it's a lie now
Pick up the sticks (Pick up the sticks)
Pick up the sticks (Pick up the sticks)
Pick up the sticks (Pick up the sticks)
Pick up the sticks
And go home

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