King Saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong
And Joseph's brothers sold him down the river for a song
Sonny Liston rubbed some Tiger Balm into his glove
Some things you do for money
And some you do for love, love, love
Raskalnikov felt sick but he couldn't say why
When he saw his face reflected in his victim's twinkling eye
Some things you do for money
And some you do for fun
But the things you do for love are gonna come back to you one by one
Love love is gonna lead you by the hand
into a white and soundless place
Now we see things as in a mirror darkly
Then we shall see each other face to face
Somewhere in Seattle, young Kurt Cobain
Snuck out to the greenhouse put a bullet in his brain
snakes in the grass beneath our feet, rain in the clouds above
some moments last forever, but some flare up with love, love, love
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