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Up the Poor
03:18
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Less is more, stay pure, stay poor
I was raised by cigarettes
Cartoons, toys, VHS
Rolled baloney slices
While they took their vices
Can't say I ever had much friends
Miller Lite and trucker hats
Indoor / outdoor kitty cats
And we stole the cable
When we weren't able
To pay for shit except the rent
Less is more: stay pure, stay poor!
The bums will always lose
Stay outta Malibu, dead beat!
ALWAYS LOSE
You're like a child who walks in halfway through the movie
No frame of reference, you're out of your element
I'm sorry Smokey, but this is a league game
Dude dude dude, mark it fucking zero
Has the whole world
GONE FUCKING CRAZY
Am I the only one who gives a shit about the rules?
Do do do walking out my front porch
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The church, the church, the church is on fire
We don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn
In the mountains of Norway, where the weather is cold
There's not much to do except kill each other
and play guitars in the snow
Corpse paint, which is scary sounding makeup that they wear
They'd resemble Ink and Dagger, if Ink and Dagger had long hair
They're pretty evil, they do not like god
I don't care if they burn down churches
But they'd better not fucking touch a synagogue
I befriended them
Bye bye mom, it's now me and my black metal friends
I befriended them
Bye bye Adam, it's now me and my black metal friends
They have names like Igor, Melkor, and Tor
Black metal is not like, it's not exactly like Living Color
I kinda hope they move here, so I don't have to pay import prices
But I'm kinda fscared of them being near me
Because some of them are racist assholes
I befriended them
Bye bye mommy, it's now me and my black metal friends
I befriended them
Bye bye Ryan, it's now me and my black metal friends
Come on Eileen too loo rye aye
Come on, Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means
At this moment, you mean everything to me
You in that dress, my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
So, come on, Eileen
(roar)
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Pill Itch
04:27
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Moonlight, Saturday night, what a charmer!
On the path, to the stash, makers marker (Cranberry vodka)
I'm the law, with the claw, holy water
Eating tendies in bed like a king,
A fucking slaughter
Lay me, down to, remuneration
Nauseous, heartburn. Indigestion
If I rise, alive, culpa mea
Upset, stomach, diarrhea
Whoa oh, pill itch
My skin begins to crawl
Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh, Dramamine
Antihistamines
Prescribed to pay the rent
Pepto. Straw.
My mirrors are black
You don't go in my bathroom
WITHOUT ME
Mea culpa, culpa mea
Another sixty? My idea
And if I wake, by mistake, very dead
At least, I can say, AIN'T LIFE GRAND
Whoa oh, pill itch
My skin begins to crawl
Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh, Dramamine
Antihistamines
Prescribed to pay the rent
My mirrors are black
You don't go in my bathroom
WITHOUT ME
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