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If I could change anything, I'd clip the devil's wings
So everybody in the world could hear it when the angel sings
Queens and Kings bring things for children
Everybody's warm, nobody's soul's frozen
Nobody's chosen for heaven or hell
Everybody moves well
It's no souls for sell
There is no evil, there is no sorrow
If I could change anything, this would be tomorrow
So everybody in the world could hear it when the angel sings
Queens and Kings bring things for children
Everybody's warm, nobody's soul's frozen
Nobody's chosen for heaven or hell
Everybody moves well
It's no souls for sell
There is no evil, there is no sorrow
If I could change anything, this would be tomorrow