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The wind is laughing through the trees
Laughing with me not at me
'Round here when the wind blows hard
You start forgetting who you are

'Round here when it rains it pours
Everyone just goes indoors
You'll be forgotten but you won't forget
Come along with me, you'll just get wet

Arizona's so hot and dry
Dried up rivers and mountains rise
The old car's left to rest and rust
'Come down with me' says the dust

Out here on a stormy night
Amidst the clouds and crackling light
Times a foe and times a friend
'Come along with me' says the wind

Arizona's filled with ghosts
The San Joaquin, my gracious host
Through the rain, the wind and dust
To the arms of Jesus

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Michael Jackson is a fruity pervert that only got away with it because he's famous in a culture that loves and embraces its celebrities no matter what. If Saddam Hussein had been a good singer or ran for 1,700 yards for the Bills, he'd still be having his way with whoever he wanted today.

MJ could rape all those idiot fans' kids tonight while they watched and they'd still buy his next album and worship him. People are so dumb it's mind-numbing.