Twelver (Arabic: اثنا عشرية, Athnā‘ashariyyah or Ithnā‘ashariyyah; Persian: شیعه دوازده امامی, pronounced [ʃiːʔe-je dævɑzdæh emɑmiː]) Shia Islam or Imamiyyah (Arabic: إمامية) is the largest branch of Shia Islam. The term Twelver refers to its adherents' belief in twelve divinely ordained leaders, known as the Twelve Imams, and their belief that the last Imam, Muhammad al-Mahdi, lives in occultation and will reappear as the promised Mahdi.
Twelvers believe that the Twelve Imams are the spiritual and political successors to the Islamic prophet Muhammad. According to the theology of Twelvers, the Twelve Imams are exemplary human individuals who not only rule over the community in justice, but also are able to keep and interpret sharia and the esoteric meaning of the Quran. The words and deeds (Sunnah) of Muhammad and the Imams are a guide and model for the community to follow; as a result, Muhammad and the Imams must be free from error and sin, known as Ismah or infallibility, and must be chosen by divine decree, or nass, through Muhammad.
Well we were born within one hour of each other
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother
Your name is Deborah. Deborah. It never suited ya
And they said that when we grew up, we'd get married and never split up
We never did it although often I thought of it
Oh Deborah, do you recall
Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road
I never knew that you'd get married
I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago
You were the first girl at school to get breasts
Martyn said that yours were the best
The boys all loved you but I was a mess
I had to watch them trying to get you undressed
We were friends but that was as far as it went
I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant
Nothing to you, cause you were so popular
Ah Deborah, do you recall
Your house was very small with woodchip on the wall
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road
I never knew that you'd get married
I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh what are you doing Sunday baby
Would you like to come and meet me maybe you can even bring your baby
Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh
What are you doing Sunday baby
Would you like to come and meet me maybe you can even bring your baby