| Son of the holy nine, I prophecy
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| Well, I’m an Arcadian boy, a sun child
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| From a royal line in gold abd raggedy clothes
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| Well, I’m a soulful knight, knight of the holy rose
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| Et ju suis enfant de la guerre
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| Well, I’m a lonseome boy, poor boy
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| Et ju suis le roi des voleurs
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| Well, I’m a sacred child, sun child
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| Whoo!
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| Et ju suis enfant de la guerre
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| Well, I’m a lonseome boy, poor boy
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| Et ju suis le roi des voleurs
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| Well, I’m a sacred child, sun child
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| Whoo!
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| La tierra es nuestra
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| La tierra es nuestra
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| And I don’t care what you say, huh!
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| There will be a reckoning day, c’mon!
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| Yeah, we’re setting it up, setting it up We’re turning around, uh-huh
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| There’s a fiery sword inside my soul
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| A fiery sword inside my soul
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| I don’t have nothing to prove 'cept to myself
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| My-my-my-my-myself, uh-huh
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| Et je suis le soldat d’amour
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| By the blood of the covenant
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| By the power of of the clairvoyant
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| I prophecy
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| Et ju suis enfant de la guerre
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| Well, I’m a lonseome boy, poor boy
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| Et ju suis le roi des voleurs
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| Well, I’m a sacred child, sun child
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| Whoo!
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| I said, bring me down now, Cindy, Cindy
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| Have some fun tonight, whoo!
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| Hey, Cindy
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| Cindy, Cindy, Cindy
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| Oh, no compromise
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| I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Mona
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| Oh, Mona
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| I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Mona
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| Oh, Mona
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| I’ll told you, Mona, what I’m gonna do, gonna do
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| I’m gonna build a house next door to you
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| And then I can see you sometime, mmm
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| And we can blow kisses right through the blinds
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| Can I come out on the front, oh-oh-oh
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| And listen to my heart go bumpety-bump
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| (Bumpety-bump, bumpety-bump)
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| I need you, baby, that’s no lie, uh-huh
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| Without your love, I’d surely die, surely die
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| Hey, Mona |