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Won't it snow, won't it snow, will it ever, will it ever fucking snow? Lay it down, throw it down, oh, please come down, come down all over me. Don't need love, don't need love, except the Father's love, Father's love and I'll be pleased. Don't need love. Big black bird ripped jaw off my body, off my body, now I can't speak. Big black bird, please cover my body, my body, so I don't breathe. Take these bones, take these bones, oh, please take them, take them away from me. Leave my soul, leave my soul, so I may haunt your, haunt your stormy snow. Won't it snow, won't it snow, will it ever, will it ever fucking snow? Won't it snow, won't it snow, will it ever, will it ever fucking snow?

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from A&A's Holy! Holy! Holy!, released June 22, 2004

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