We the Damned of Earth Grow Wild

We the Damned of Earth Grow Wild!

There is no sin like ours
No payment asked
For a washing
No palm held out
Today, again, the bus goes by
And we are left
Between the dogma and the belief
In the rain
We, the damned of Earth grow wild
But all of all, tell
Where others dream of Saturdays
We gather stars.

We the Damned of Earth Grow Wild

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