bums rushed out the door momma didn't want you anymore a thornless rose in her side a burden despite being bonded by blood lines it wasn't the right time she said "no more free load, this is the end of the freak show" half shaved and heart broke half slewed and half snapped a rat trap snapping back hand bone, hand me down baloney sandwich, lonely clown smoke, laugh, toke, craft, porn, blood, piss, grass kiss, miss, heart, hand tried to take a stand down dropped sales low the joys and woes the curtains slowly close
burring down the house to smoke them out smoke 'em out, smoke 'em out, the dead girl shouts I was on the verge like so many times got children and wives waving forks and knives
the new sound circles round slaughter raging, death dice fall, hot house burn down foes upon foes, west to east it goes the dead girl says "let’s just be friends" in the glorious tone of marrow and bone these days of ore the chance we meet once more the smoke lightening crack asunder the boom of guns and the peel of thunderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
