And - Tally Hall

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[Intro]
N.C.
Love of the son

[Verse 1]
         
Came back agai

n
         
To make it cle

ar that
          
He never said 

         
it would meet 

demand
         
Shame on a mar

tyr
       
Claiming frien

ds from
            
Either perspec

        
tive of &

[Chorus 1]

Weak & Str

ong &

Wet & Dry 

&
     
Right & Wr

ong &

Live & Die

 &

Sane & Gon

e &

Love & Not

 &
         
All the &s

       
 that we forgo

t so

[Verse 2]
            
Sing while you

 
 hear it
      
Don't deny it
            
Leave if you c

              
an't stand the

 
 thought of it
         
Come back agai

n
            
To make things

 
 stand
             
With no disres

           
pect to the &a

mp;

[Chorus 2]

High & Low

 &

New & Old 

&
    
Stop & Go 

&

Hot & Cold

 &

John & Yok

o

Dark & Lig

ht
            
It's almost ti

             
me to say good

 
night to it

[Instrumental]
      
      

[Verse 3]
          
They took a le

sson
         
From their fat

hers
             
Told them that

             
 they were the

 
 same command
            
Wait for their

 
 minds
         
To make comple

te
             
Their lives st

             
uck beside eve

   
ry &

[Chorus 3]

Words & Nu

mbers

Sound & Si

lence
      
Stop the peace

 &

Keep the viole

nce

No & Yes &

amp;

We digress
   
It lives with 

sad & happ

iness
   
Oh God

[Outro]

Big bad Betty 

of the 'pocaly

pse
              
She opens her 

          
lips & it 

goes like this
         
When the golde

n rule & t

he jungle meet

There'll be nothing to love &
            
There'll be no


 one to beat
        
Oh, the things

 we know, the 

things we don'

t
              
Oh, the things

              
 we think we c

   
an will & 

won't
      
We're loath to

 gather that n

othing's left
              
We're all toge

             
ther & we'


re all bereft

Capitalists &a

mp; communists
              
You did the ho

              
key-pokey &amp

 
; it went like

 this
    
You hate each 

other & yo

u love yoursel

ves
              
It might be he

          
aven & it 

might be hell
        
Oh, the things

 we do, the th

ings we say
              
Oh, the things

              
 we wish we co

       
uld wash away