Letra de la canción 'THAT CROWN DON'T MAKE YOU A PRINCE' de 'MURDER BY DEATH'

All the drunks in the alleys are takin' up arms to undo their whole lives in a day if their hearts they don't change before long in the heart of the beast they will lay he tears the wood from the walls to get to us he steals the good from this town so wash the black from your fingertips and fight raise up from the cellars fill the streets with his dead this time.

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