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� Down, down, down came the cold wind And it flew all across the land People cried, everybody tried to hide Every dog, child, woman and man Well, Billy the Lover went to see his girl The one that he loved so well But when he touched her hand His fingers turned to sand Cause his soul was burning in hell Well, John, poor John, was an ordinary man But his children are all insane So he held up his arm Put the barrel to his head And let the bullet pass through his brain � Fourteen days and nights I prayed And I buried my head and cried Everyone I ever knew Passed away and died God, dear God, I got the fever And my people are destined to die A world on fire, killed by desire And a white heat burning my eyes My eyes
