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The hammer beneath your pillow
There to smash the head of your prince
When it turns back into a pumpkin
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The hammer beneath your pillow
There to smash the head of your prince
When it turns back into a pumpkin
Like Batman singing along to some gospel. But without the cape or Alfred, little Bruce sat down like a hero at the children’s table and poured some cold cereal and a tall glass of bourbon through a straw then began to iron a dead rose,... Continue →