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The Growl
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Fee Fi Fo Fum
Oh if I met the piper I'd cut off his hands Cuz the songs that he played led the beggars to land Where the fire burns fast And the world's frozen cold I meet my maker before I get old
Oh so fee fi fo fum I spill the blood of an Englishman And on the seventh day As the omens rose east I met my maker And I gave him a piece of my mind
Oh so few were his words 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 His hands were a mess The piper cried out all his evil way He rose to his feet To face his strife The piper would have to pay more for his lies
Oh so fee fi fo fum I spilled the blood of an Englishman And on the seventh day As the omens rose east I met my maker And I gave him a piece of my mind
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