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Arther Lyrics


Them Airs Arther


(One, two, three, four)

They rolled a big sack down to me from Saccular Ridge
Oh god, I hate those people
They just sit there banging on drums all day and all night

Particulates
The National Anthem
Cows
Riverbottom Nightmare Band



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