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			candy cane walks downto build a bonfire, to break my fall
 my baby, my sweet thing
 just maybe we could lose ourselves this time
 king of the horseflies, dark prince of death
 his tragic forces are heaven sent
 in sweet things, in a lovers breath
 in knowing this was meant to be the last
 a go-go-kids, a go-go-style
 a suck suck kiss, a suck suck smile
 as always, in young need
 a veiled promise to never die
 on dead highways, her black beauties roam
 for june angels, so far from home
 for a love lost, a faded picture
 to tread lightning, to ink the lavender skies
 so get on the bomb
 
 
		  
		The Bomb Where Boys Fear to Tread   (early lyrics)
 
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