I got a job in the city
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There's no god in the city
Uncle Noel's got cancer in his brain
Uncle Noel's got cancer in his lungs and his brain
I thought it would tear that man apart
Luckily, uncle Noel's got Jesus in his heart
I'm an Aquarius
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Praise the lord
There's no jobs in the city
Mike lost 116 months
Allegedly all because of Benedictine monks
But he couldn't help him find a job
Luckily Mikey found himself at peace with god
I'm evangelical
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Praise the lord