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Won't sell my soul, to no mans rocking roll, part one Breaking my cradle Cracking self invented codes flying on my broom into your room I left my sister behind the parking lot wall she grew up after all I grew up she grew up flying the great space coaster rescuing you, from detention hall Life line long love thine hardly life line long love thine hardly there at all there was matched in taro predicting four kids in the comaro there was Matched in the taro Predicting four kids in the camero we have the same size hands Aus Songtexte Mania