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Alabaster moonshine
Thunder burns at midnight
Drinking firewater
With the devil's daughter
Everybody's looking for
A belly to cry on these days
A secret understanding
There's fire in the temple
Miraculous collision
Disturbed somnambulism
Some days you wake up and you're
Just about ready to give up the ghost
Alabaster moonshine
Thunder burns at midnight
You're drinking firewater
With the devil's daughter
Goes down like liquid gold
Comes straight back up like slow dynamite
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