| There’ll be no locked doors in this house
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| Curtains drawn at five thirty
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| There’ll be no no bad blood
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| Between the members of this troop
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| Cause we are family
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| I commandeer a boat, across, your waters
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| Swimming like a salmon up an icy stream
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| I got no no bad blood, running through my veins
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| It’s just my family
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| I commandeer a boat, across, your waters
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| Swimming like a salmon up an icy stream
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| I got no no bad blood, running through my veins
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| It’s just my family
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| They’re tying rocks to my sister’s ankles
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| To see if she would sink
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| They want a good good marriage to a bad bad man
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| And they fucked it right up with the best laid plans
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| It’s just my family
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| I commandeer a boat, across, your waters
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| Swimming like a salmon up an icy stream
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| I got no no bad blood, running through my veins
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| It’s just my family
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| Well Jacob Jones was born with hate in his bones
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| He sailed alone so he’d atone for all the pain in his soul
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| He was a lost cause sailing off course on lost shores
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| The watchman
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| a memorial to all the
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| Assures us all he’s sorry
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| Swore to God that he’d absolve them all
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| to the glory
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| I commandeer a boat, across, your waters
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| Swimming like a salmon up an icy stream
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| I got no no bad blood, running through my veins
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| It’s just my family
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| They strapped a gun to my brother’s back again
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| Packed him up to the merchant navy
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| He we buy buy sell sell, anything you can get your hands on
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| Maybe, just maybe, I’ll commandeer a…
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| Boat, across, your waters
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| Swimming like a salmon up an icy stream
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| I got no no bad blood, running through my veins
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| It’s just my family-y-y-y-y-y-y |