| The mona lisa’s sister doesn’t smile
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| She tried to pose but only for a while
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| Leonardo sent her home since then she has lived alone
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| With her few belongings and a copy of a painting of herself unhappy
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| She is going to burn it when she’s ready
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Marilyn was lying all alone with an empty bottle by the phone
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| Kennedy was not around she was cold when she was found
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| But she’d gone where the goddesses are sleeping
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| Where the molten tongues of flame are leaping
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| Or where the angel’s hearts are beating
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Joan of arc was burning at the stake somebody had made a big mistake
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| She had lit a cigarette in an aiport where you get
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| All your fingers taken off for smoking.
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| Meanwhile up the road a factory’s choking
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| The ones who killed her work there I’m not joking
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire
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| Get started, start a fire |