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Artist: The Fiery Furnaces There ain’t no more favors to ask; There ain’t no petitions to pass; It’s all in the hands—it’s all in the hands— Of the Philadelphia Grand Jury now. More crooked sons of bitches you can’t ever have come across. Make sure that they notarized my will. Make sure mom don’t look at the news. We already know—there ain’t no suspense— That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up. More crooked sons of bitches you can’t ever have come across. More The Fiery Furnaces lyrics Most popular songs by The Fiery FurnacesNavy NurseMy Egyptian Grammar Automatic Husband Ex-Guru Japanese Sleepers Cabaret Of The Seven Devils Duplexes Of The Dead The Philadelphia Grand Jury The Old Hag Is Sleeping Seven Silver Curses
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