S.F. Sorrow Is Born

For ten weeks now, number three stood empty
 Nobody thought there would be
 Family laughter behind the windows
 Or a Christmas tree
 Then a couple from up north
 Sorrow and his wife arrived
 Before the sun had left the streets
 They were living inside
 Then before too long
 The street, it rang with the sound
 From number three, there came a cry
 S.F. Sorrow is born
 S.F. Sorrow is born
 S.F. Sorrow is born
 S.F. Sorrow, S.F. Sorrow
 S.F. Sorrow is born
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 The sunlight of his days
 Was spent in the grey of his mind
 As he stole love with a tongue of lies
 The world is shrinking in size
 S.F. Sorrow is born (ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow)
 S.F. Sorrow is born (ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow)
 S.F. Sorrow, S.F. Sorrow (ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow)
 S.F. Sorrow is born
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
 Ah-ah, S.F. Sorrow
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