At the gentle age of nine, I bought my first forty-five Oh I drink and I drink and I'm sticking to a flea Oh I drink oh I drink and I smoke a little weed No never say no to no fire skag No never say no to the love in hand
Pocket full of cigarettes, pocket full of tea Yeah momma always mad but she never mad at me Schlep it to the sidewalk, sell a few things I'm a joke when I'm bored I'm a hole I'm a leak No never say no to no fire skag No never say no to the love in hand
Oh Satan build a wall, dividing up the room And I hope it falls, trouble at the tomb Oh Satan build a wall, dividing up the room And I hope it falls, trouble at the tomb
The half debt the razor said, the carpet is soaking in I saw raw iron before you came, I kept myself from old south main No never say no to no fire skag No never say no to the love in hand
Oh Satan build a wall, dividing up the room And I hope it falls, trouble at the tomb Oh Satan build a wall, dividing up the room And I hope it falls, trouble at the tomb
Oh I cross him off, cross him off, cross him off [x3]
At the gentle age of nine, I bought my first forty-five Oh I drink and I drink and I'm drinking in the trees Oh I drink oh I drink I've been drinking for a weekTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
