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Album: Fresh Pack Of Failures (2009)
Artists: The Father J O'Brien

Song: Lamb In Wolves' Clothing
Artists: The Father J O'Brien
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A lamb in wolves' clothing with a fresh pack of failures
And in need of good excuse
To be on my heels and reeling from a dream
I could only have dreamt of you
And it's a strong man, baby who can wear these scars
Like a badge of honor, with an air of pride
And it's a lame horse standing dead on its hooves
Having spent all of his pennies on the luck of another mule
And in a dream they told me that you're head' be on a platter
'Cause I got you home just as they had got the letter
And I, through a crooked tooth, lied
And later when they showed your face, my dear
I buried my eyes in my fists
And I, with the undertaker, cried
'Cause I had stumbled through the back door
Scratched at every tile
I'd stretched a final cigarette
And stumbled all the miles
Hell, I even prayed to Jesus for your soul
But once the tragedy had ended and the comedy began
I smiled to all the undertaker's wicked and the damned
'Cause there was only one thing left worth believing in
And that would be love, my dear
Now I'm a lamb in wolves' clothing with a fresh pack of failures
And in need of good excuse
To be on my heels and reeling from a dream
I could only have dreamt of you
And it's a strong man, baby who can wear these scars
Like a badge of honor, with an air of pride
And it's a lame horse standing dead on these hooves
Having spent all of these pennies on the luck of another fool

I said, now the fog ate the city
and the city was lost to the world it was living
and the rain came down
and washed away the sins of all the people of this city
and the people of the city were lost

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