Тексты песен «Duane Peters Gunfight»

I'm a Mortal and I don't feel I'm not emotional and I don't care I go to work and there ain't no job I got an Idea come on blow my brains My sack is full I'm bored to death, Come on blow my brains Ya know I cannot...

Small town arizona hell Willy boy is turnin' twelve Stole a gun and killed a girl Bird cage knot is on his belt What goods a woman for Killed his motherfuckin' whore What goods a woman for Grave at thirteen's worth...

Got no time to slice yer wrists Not a lot of time to knife yer neck Were overworked were underpayed Pickin' cotton in yer field of dreams Problem people bought confusion One state fog of illusion Problem people reaction...

The sun set many moons have past And we killed a lot of men I rode that horse till she couldn't move We lived without amends I kept my word as the town was burned Apache's around the bend Just a highwayman robbing the...

A vaccination at an early age Shape shifting reptiles rule the maze The polar shifts, dimensions will merge Obey their god, obey their word Ain't gonna be electricity All yer money's in a bank machine On a prison...

I can't smoke inside bar Can't smoke in a restaurant Got a ticket on the sidewalk Just for lightin' up Can't smoke in the boys room Can't smoke without the look Of yer killin' us [Chorus] Arrested me for fucking dope...

You! sow in the mud, a Human container till the end of the World You! cow in the grass, eat all you can, Till the end of the world! Useless eaters Dead of infection, the dream is over, Back to regression Conscience is...

Poor little emo life isn't fare You need a lotta tender loving care Ink on yer knuckles, say hard luck Ain't you the baby with a trust fund Got you a platform called the warped Emotaph will give you a bus Taking back a...