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The Philadelphia Grand Jury lyrics
There ain't no more favors to ask
There ain't no petitions to pass
It's all in the hands, it's all in the hands
Of the Philadelphia Grand Jury now
More crooked sons of bitches
You can't ever have come across
Make sure that they notarized my will
Make sure Mom don't look at the noose
We already know there ain't no suspense
That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up
More crooked sons of bitches
You can't ever have come across
More crooked sons of bitches
You can't ever have come across
Make sure that they notarized my will
Make sure Mom don't look at the noose
We already know there ain't no suspense
That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up
More crooked sons of bitches
You can't ever have come across
More crooked sons of bitches
You can't ever have come across
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- Track 1 on Widow City
- 2 Duplexes Of The Dead
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