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Distant country My share of the estate Poison Stomach Is filled with Pig pods No longer worthy To be called your son But papa runs to me And in his arms ?Round me he does throw I?ve been given best robe Rings and sandals For my bloody feet Bring on the fatted calf And let us all have a feast This son of mine once was dead But now is alive again My Lion Sleeps Tonight As a dog returns To his vomit So I have run I set my affection on thee The only one and I turn my eyes from all The worthless things and I set my affection on thee The only one and, oh The only one, oh This son is done and, oh This son is done and, oh This son is done The poison has been drained |