The Fall
The Fall - Elf Prefix lyrics
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The chief elf Norman said Gutter sweat Splendid droplets on strings His toes were cloven His teeth were squirly and pointy Knee cups curly Ding click rings on ears Norman jumped about On all four corners Norman twirled around his golden thrones Whitewall tyres were a lifetime from his thoughts
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Language: English
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