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I never will Wipe the blood away from your eyes I never could Tell the truth when there are still some lies Burn down all the halls, then destroy (I
Ein Kranker reicht dir seine Hand und du siehst ihn nicht einmal an. Er ist sogar mit dir verwandt, angeekelt denkst du daran. Hinter vielen Mauern,
Well it's the two baddest long haired mother fuckers right here People call us dirt bags and you know that we just don't care If you relate to this
big guys of every size populate our shows salt stains under arms, sweat drips from their clothes double xl cotton shirts cling tight to their waists
this train is bound for glory, this train amen! this train is bound for glory, this train amen! this train don't carry no sinners, this train amen! this
[chorus:] i'm gonna cut you right in half gonna chop chop chop til there's nothin' left you're not the first and you won't be the last diced or quartered
they got no brains an' they got no eyes they swallowed the lies got hatred in their minds. they try to look for what they don't understand. [chorus:]
get away, get away from you get away, sick of all your lies [chorus:] get to get away from, got to get away from you got to get away from, got to get
i know who you are i know what you did i know where you been and i know what you hid i watched where you went i watched where you put it i watched you
[chorus:] je declare --- what you whatcha got je declare --- fuckin' nothin'! je declare --- what you, whatcha got canada customs --- fuck that. interstate
profits are high and life is cheap you're into the shit and it's knee deep maybe you remember who you sold it to now they're dead, all thanks to you. [
hear the plans of our best minds this is what they warn the only way to avert the worst is everyone use more more things to make life complete consume
the home viewers just don't care they're getting tired of the regular fare they want something new and it isn't there so here it comes, the big idea
see the winds of change are coming better hold on to your hat promising to clear the air of some foul smelling crap maybe things won't be the same in
rednecks, truckstop highway patrol, hog-slop, mud-flaps, garth brooks, c/b/ radio and map boks so you walk right in like a nightmare nose rings and purple
i'm gonna cut you right in half spill you guts and that's a laugh blood an' guts, blood an' guts then we'll piss in the cuts we're gonna cut you right
everybody's worryin', and endless line of thoughts forget about one worry, then up another pops using up your precious time, suckin' out your life torturing