| Bell, book and candle, murder and greed
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| These are the things that bring your love to me
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| How sweet the sentence, How sweet the lips?
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| How do you expect, the same face that they kiss?
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| You’re only a child and you’re reading too late
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| It’s only a child, you should leave your soul to me…
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| Harlots are angels, celibate priests
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| Contented Romans, bring your souls to speed
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| How sweet the flour, how sweet the cake
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| Even at the risk, of losing my last break
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| It’s only a child and you’re reading too late
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| It’s only a child, you should leave your soul to me…
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| Blinded by halos, blood where the fields grow
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| I’m on my way home, but I’m not afraid
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| Bell, book and candle, murder and greed
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| These are the things that bring your love to me
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| It’s only a child and you’re reading too late
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| It’s only a child, and I need your faith
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| It’s only a child and you’re reading too late
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| It’s only the Bible, It’s only the Bible
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| It’s only a child, and I need your faith
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| How long should I wait, how long should I fake
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| How long, 'till my feelings will break
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| How long should I wait, how long should I fake
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| How long, 'till my feelings are disgraced |