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Leaving Here
03:39
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I’ve lived a million lives
I’m a demon on the go
Oh again
And again
And I’ve heard a billion lies
From everyone I know
but again
Oh again
I’m leavin’
Leavin’ here
Leavin’ here
I’ve been to hell and back
And I’m forever on the run
It’s Hella fun
Yeah I’m leavin’ here
I’ve played all pocket aces
Been on top of my game
Again
Baby I’m leaving here… oh,
I’m leavin’
Leavin’ here
Leavin’ here
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2. |
Hell Rising
02:47
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You can bring me honey
You can bring me gold
All the drugs & liquor in this city
Won’t satisfy my soul
I see trouble on the horizon
I see hell rising
I don’t need your pity
I was raised in mud
One of these days you’ll shit
Your pants when I knock on your door
I see trouble on the horizon
Hell rising
So far you got Lucky
I know what you’ve done
I don’t want your money
Baby, I just want your blood
I see trouble on the horizon
Hell is rising
You should start to worry
Better be sittin’ on guns
Cause one of these days you’ll shit
Your pants when I knock on your door
I see trouble on the horizon
Hell rising
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Rudolf
03:01
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I used to have the shittiest job, ridin’ Santa’s slay
But now I quit, I don’t care
I put booze and drugs up in my head
I get fucked up all night, I don’t give a fuck
That’s why my nose is red
They call me Rudolf, I didn’t choose my name
Every year, still the same
I gotta drop these god damn presents, down the fucking drain
They call me Rudolf, I didn’t choose my name
Every year, still the same
I gotta drop these god damn presents, down the fucking drain
Slow death, deep pain, I’m a Christmas slave
I hate this old man, I hate him so much
Ridin’ that slay, for so damn long
I’m gonna poison his hot chocolate
He’ll shit blood in the parking lot
This old bastard I’m put him to sleep
Fuck this old man, fuck him deep
I’m done working for a god damn elf owner
I’m done being Santa’s little helper
I gotta drop these god damn presents, down the fucking drain
They call me Rudolf, I didn’t choose my name
Every year, still the same
I gotta drop these god damn presents, down the fucking drain
Slow death, deep pain, I’m a Christmas slave
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Sloppy Drunk
03:36
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I'd rather be sloppy drunk
Than anything I know
I'd rather be all sloppy drunk
Than anything I know
And I know another pint
Will see me go
I love my moonshine whiskey
Better than I do my women
Yeah I love my moonshine whiskey
Better than I do all women
You got have your beer in a bottle
Give me my cool kind hands
I'd rather be sloppy drunk, sittin' in the can
I'd rather be sloppy drunk, sittin' in the can
It’s way better now then to be home with my woman
uhmm uhmm… Make me another two bit pint
uhmm uhmm… Make me another two bit pint
'Cause I've got my habits down
I'm gonna wreck this joint
I've been on sloppy drunk, for so many years
I've been on sloppy drunk, since before 9/11
And when I can't get my whiskey, bring me my cool canned beer
My good woman's quit me, for somebody else
My good woman's quit me, quit me for dope
I'm sloppy drunk now, drinking by myself
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