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The Tiger Lillies
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Decline
Well, the tree it does whither You're hands like peaches grow old Your back bends like a willow With nobody left now to hold
Your dreams, hopes, aspirations Have all turned to dust You've nobody left now to talk to And you've no-one left now to trust
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Should I be nice to you Where do I draw the line It is in to a home that awaits you Should I mourn your final decline
No, I will drink to your decline I will drink to your decline
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