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RattlesnakeMeð því að: Live |
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Secret Samadhi |
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Live » Rattlesnake |
Let's go hang out in a mall, or a morgue, a smorgasbord Let's go hang out in a church We'll go find lurch Then we'll haul ass down through the abbey Is it money, is it fame What's in a name, shame? Is it money, is it fame Or were they always this lame?
It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town But it's the rattlesnake I fear In another place, in another time I'd be drivin' trucks my dear, dear, dear
Let's go hang out in a bar It's not too far We'll take my car We'll lay flowers at the grave of jesco white The sinner's saint The rack is full and so are we Of laughing gas and ennui
It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town But it's the rattlesnake I fear In another place, in another time I'd be drivin' trucks my dear I'd be skinnin' hunted deer, deer
It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town But it's the rattlesnake I fear In another place, in another time I'd be drivin' trucks my dear I'd be skinnin' hunted deer, deer, deer
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