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Six Pack
02:48
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Ravinet the major, not the savior
In this city you're in charge nothing works o.k.
You've been closing nudy bars
i can't a see a tit but i see thieves everywhere
Last night at home i felt so thirsty
I couldn't buy a beer, you closed all liquor stores
If this lousy city re elects you
I'm gonna move to another town singin' my song
It says: Six Pack!
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Break
02:12
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I can't remember much
Hangover breaks my skull
I got home drunk like mi father did
Don't say you'll leave me babe
My mother sung song in many ways
Just before she reach my dady's fists
Oh hell i am an every mistake's slave
I'll burn drunk in hell
I barely earn my space
My mother died so young
My father never saw me grown
He died in prison years ago
Please babe don't cry no more
I'm starving waiting for my food
If i stand up won't be your good
Violence you say
But i don't understand
This is the life i lived
Seems never gonna change
Break! son you gotta break
Break! son you put an end
Break! son you break this chain
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3. |
Comin`Back
02:00
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I'm coming back!
Say good bye to me boys I'm on my way home
I hope that bastard can still recall my voice
I'd said don't forget my face
Don't forget my eyes
Don't forget this words
I'm coming back
Kiss your sorry ass & say goodbye to mental peace
I suffered for long now my heart is cold
I'm lookin' revenge
I'm lookin' for a man
I'm lookin' for you
I'm coming back
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4. |
General Lee
02:32
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Years are running fast same way the car i have in mind
Since i was a boy i wanted tattoos and that old car bad
Red like demon with a dixie`s battle flag on the top
I still dream with Daisy driving fast & escaping from the law
Life´s not easy as I thought as a kid
There´s a price for every god damn thing
Hell i´m not what momma want me to be
But i´ll ride my General Lee
My General Lee
Maybe I'll never have good carrier
Perhaps life got nothing for me
A dollar short & a minute late,
but never late my General Lee
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5. |
Winds Of September
01:58
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Stupid modus operandi
Don't ya see you're blamin' all on me
You think you have all the time,
While i´m burning & so my life
There's a year im seein' red
I throw my anger in the bed
My heart turns into a stone
Won't fit nothing on my soul
Every fucking thing you do
Give me shit & you'll have too
Seems you'll never realize
There's damage right inside
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6. |
Hell Horns
01:53
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Don't heard birds my friend they're lying
When love just hurts you loose your mind
Better drop some tears, than pickin' up your heart
You could caught her with somebody you know
Don't wanna hurt you but your girl it´s a bitch
You're blind, a fool with flowers
Please loose that glowing face
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7. |
I Saw Elvis
01:21
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Hell yeah i´m dead
I've being watchin all of you from hell, damn!
Devil sent me back to rock this place
Won't be respect for anybody standin in my way
Rock with balls guitars on fire one minute songs
All the things I've done in life is just because
I saw Elvis showin' me this rockin' way
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8. |
Damn Luck
01:48
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What's inside that's burnin' me
Never in my life i earn a thing (or two)
I see my existence in the drain
Two thousand reasons to be blue not you
You shoulda be right in my shoes just for a week or maybe two,
I see people in good hood & i can't stop being so damn screwed,
Don't wanna know what's next for me don't have the way just have the will,
So if you see me no matter where, go pray your god & wish me LUCK!
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9. |
Low Flight
02:40
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Rough dirty whore! give me an eye
Rough dirty whore give me a minute sit your ass
Wanna drink my tears? im bones tatoos & scars
If i don't spend my money in girls it goes to wine
I'm condor flyin' low low low!
Born and raised in nudy bars
Wakin' up next to a blasted man
Trying to save money but you can't
You know just as well as me we both are screwed
I break my back to see you nude
And you sell your ass to this drunk dude
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10. |
Down The Line
02:16
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keep this down the line
no never let this secret be revealed
don't feel me away i'm all the close i can be now for you
things are now this way...
only pain remains!
they say a lot from there but lookin'
at their lives you'll see they're not like you and me
loneliness is something you should not feel anyway
just keep the fait as soon as luck visit my door we'll break free
things are now this way, luck will be in my way,
someday, my way
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Sweet Little Bitch
02:05
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I told the gang that i was tired & i walked out to the bar
Never meant to go my home i just wanted to drink alone
You shoulda hear them yesterday they are nosie'bout your horny ways
They never knew i was bleedin' inside when they said "you're an easy girl to fuck"
can't get your face outta my brain i try to deal with but i can't
how many hands have press your breast-wanna drink? sweet lil' bitch
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12. |
Get Off My Ass
01:28
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You, affraid of what i do my pleasure is your doom we'll never be in peace
How long you'll be in this world? there's any chance to see ya dead? or just outta my ass
-You- just get of my ass!
I coulda kick ya so strong but you don't worth any pain so I just wrote you this song
Don't wanna be near you
Don't wanna breath the air you breath
If you just open your eyes for a while
You'll see we're sons of different gods
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Double Bubble
02:35
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How can i tell "i miss you" honestly don't give a damn
But girl you turn me on from white to red let's go to bed
Don't ask about those time cuz i'm the same old fucking dog
Strictly physical urge i love your body not yourself
-Let me eat your bubbles again-
You know deep inside i'm just your size
You know how i chill you to the bone
Nights of motel rooms a lot of wounds
Tell me who the hell rocks you my way
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