I hit the button, lit the flame Isnt it the same? Aint a lighter but the oxygen had drained Out my motherfucking veins Isnt it a hoot? Let me mark the spot, brother Ill be buried with the loot Oh youll be buried with the loot? Singing Let me go down with the ship Heavy oak, brown in the rip tide Whipping right Inside Bow in a dip Dip right Drown in a quick Found on the brig With the crown on my hip Sparky on my noggin Its a cold day in hell on Kevorkians toboggan Corpse is sitting rotten Gold still fine Make them hold still Dont you know that gold still mine? Doctors never told me some colds kill Cold skill In the Catskills On a rolled hill Fucking bareback Remember when I rode here With my hair back In the air, leaving Fairfax Getting stared at Bared that Reprimanded Said she quit smoking but you know shes getting secondhanded UH The ever candid UH John Denver and his Pal Peter Pan burning reefer cause they never landed They never landed My hair wasnt blowing in the wind So I shave it all off I shave it all off My hair wasnt blowing in the wind So I shave it all off Shave it all off, like Round here I never trust these people I cant trust these people Round here I dont trust these people I distrust these people And if you ever put me down to get up at all Youll have to put my ass down like a dog Ill be wary of you But round here I never trust these people I cant trust these people Why? Oh no Ive never been less afraid of death Why? Know we lost the game, even though we paid the ref I Know we made a mess I Know its time to clean up No rubber, wonder if Im going no prenup No Culture We got the green grass horticulture Right Portable de Vices, man I think theres more to culture Right Im sort of cultured But dont ever take my word No? Or anybody elses, you should learn To observe Go But when preaching wouldnt serve Round the time got aggressive With the answers to the questions Teaching everybody lessons But my mind booked a night at the Best Western As a guest guessing Where Robert Nesta is nesting See thats the nest where the spirit is finessed in Not the roach end of the piff with the resin, so You resonate me heavens gate because Im too fly Find me under the pillow where I used to let my tooth lie Ohoh, ohoh My hair wasnt blowing in the wind so I shaved it all off Round here I never trust these people I dont trust these people Round here I cant trust these people I distrust these people And if you ever put me down to get up at all Youll have to put my ass down like a dog Ill beware Round here I never trust these people I cant trust these people
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