Sampler

 

A CLEAN SLATE

‘Can‘t have faith in men

If you still don’t know why

Don’t forget these reasons that he gave you, no no

‘Can’t have said that he needs to be saved

It doesn’t really mean a lot, no no

It doesn’t really mean a lot

 

Don’t you need to help your good brothers  ?

Don’t you think it still could be better ?

He doesn’t conceal that he trusts no one

Is it hard to get used to this idea ?

 

Don’t you need to help your good brothers  ?

Don’t you think it still could be better ?

Don’t you suffer from being a sinner ?

Don’t you confess that you’ve no weakness ?

Don’t you fear He doesn’t love you, dear ?

Don’t you fear He doesn’t love you ?

Don’t you need to help your good brothers  ?

Don’t you think it still could be better ?

Don’t you suffer from being a sinner ?

Don’t you confess that you’ve no weakness    ?

 

My name’s T. B. Player

Thank you very much indeed

I’d like to know you better

I’m the cool fellow you won’t need

 

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