we all have our loyalties: friendship, love, monogamy.
please don't change the scenery.
friendship is beautiful in the absence of debauchery.
under the spreading chestnut tree i sold you, and you sold me.
there lie they, and here lie we under the spreading chestnut tree.
betrayal, it hurts in the face of these lies.
i guess that's what was offered the whole time.
that's not the way brothers should live.
when trust is gone what do you have to give?
"oranges and lemons," say the bells of st. clements.
"you owe me three farlings," say the bells of st. martin.
"when will you pay me," say the bells of old baily.
"when i grow rich," say the bells of shorditch.
here comes a candle to light you to bed.
here comes a chopper to chop off your head.

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A Stick Sharpened At Both Ends song meanings
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