| The sun has risen, just above the trees
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| The birds are singing, it’s just like a dream
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| What a perfect morning it… could have been
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| Salem’s in the kitchen, and that’s sin
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| Eggs for three and a little tea
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| Mixed with the graveyard dirt… from yesterday
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| (Solo: Herb)
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| Anybody cating Salem’s «A la carte"today
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| Should be taken ill and… waste away
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| (Salem thinking to himself:)
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| «You used to be so beautiful, but now you’re gonna die
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| You used to be so beautiful, but now you’re gonna die
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| Die, both of you… are gonna die
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| Die, die, both of you… are gonna die, die… die»
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| (Solo: Andy)
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| Salem’s walking up the stairs to the second floor
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| Silver tray in hand… knocking at the door
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| (Salem thinking to himself:)
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| «You used to be so beautiful, but now you’re gonna die
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| You used to be so beautiful, but now you’re gonna die
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| Die, both of you… are gonna die
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| Die, die, both of you… are gonna die, die… die»
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| In a fever, sick as Hell
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| David’s got a snake bite… and all is well
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| Salem thinks to himself:
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| One down, two to go. |
| «Oh Madame he’s got the flu»
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| One down, two to go. |
| «Oh Madame he’s got the flu»
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| The problem is that Sarah’s morning sick again
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| That pregnant woman, always something wrong
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| You used to be so beautiful, but now you’re gonna die |