There once was a young, handsome man on a train With nothing but dominant seventh chords on his brain. He wanted to hear them, Spell them and feel them. And that's how he grew ugly, old and insane.
There once was a young, handsome man on a train With nothing but dominant seventh chords on his brain. He wanted to hear them, Spell them and feel them. And that's how he grew ugly, old and insane.
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