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Winter Warlock (Pier 49)
03:04
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Father Christmas is near the Winter Warlock peers into his ball of crystal snow/Looking way down deep into cold city streets on the tormented and on the tranquil.
I walk in the light of the neon night into the vapor off the silent sound/the tramps on the pier are drinking holiday cheer as i stumble along down the hall.
Have pity on me, i have no TV, the Christmas specials run unseen/A fog horn sounds, I hear bells all around, three ships sail into the morning.
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Midnight Mass
02:30
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