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Sufjan Stevens - The Pick-Up Lyrics

Sufjan Stevens – The Pick-Up Lyrics 

All things past in the pick-up
Found my brother’s badge
Abraham is live and well in the pick-up
And his wife casts no more spells
In the pick-up

Found myself in the pick-up
Seatbelt on my lap
And my sister with her braids
In the pick-up
Kissed my mother on the face
In the pick-up
Clapping with the human race
In the pick-up

[Sufjan Stevens – The Pick-Up Lyrics]


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