1, 2, 3, 4 fingers and I pick it Put my whole hand up my nose when I pick it Out, wave it about Then I just pass it around like a hand out Pickin' runny
should be more than pawns in some asshole's passion play so now it's your job and it's my job to make it that way to make sure they didn't die in
with a dream that can deal with the struggles, like you Wally. I love you to death, but I wish you could have seen through your troubles, and it's hard
go head up The new days everyboody's givin metal up And you wonder: is it metal or thunder? It's the sounds of down under And it's not undercover, it'
"I'll get you in another time, another place" So they both pick up what little pride they got left And go back to the rest, embarrased to death This
it a shame? Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?" Standing around. Good people, oh yeah! They all regard themselves as good people and they are full of "ain't it
That leave many dead in hospital beds; now you and death are newlyweds So before I enter the tunnel I step back and shake it Is it world the death or
s the videotape Gotta look it in the face- forget it I want your eyelids in the bag got your seven digits Money and death- what you pick? And don't be
mumbo-jumbo Standing tall like this Mutumbo but turn that shit to Briant Gumble That's how we do it when we kick it back on my block It's pop or get
see If your living for him and then he dies then your reason is history Now what are you living for, sudden death strikes And all of a sudden it's like
spill Study it for my test, a life of death escapes Burn like the equator to eliminate ya face The doors of hell is closin by minute we deathtrapped in it
Tom Rockwell - Sudden Death] Now you thought it was just on TV, and on the big screen It's worldwide, biggest problem that I've ever seen It's the intergalactic
, this is how it's done (dum-ditty-ditty-dum, big, big fun) Normal is boring, same is mundane You can't really have fun until you lose your brain So rip it
up And I throw up, throw up, and now I'm coughin' up blood Then I hiccup, hiccup, try to shut up, shut up And I pick up, pick up myself and die on the
my posse in effect backin' up what's left Bozhead, Ace, Baksai Nok M.C. Squared and Piles all help me rock That's the Dead Town posse from the Sudden Death
grab it But it wasn't havin' it, so we jetted after it Through nature's labyrinth-rinth-rinth [Siah] But see the rabbit was quick, it took a year off
death by their own baby bibs Baby, did you know I love women who hate mankind? I talk about it all the damn time....keep it comin' HUH!!! "IIIIIIIII
But it's time to ride again This time I learned from my past falls Old wounds may re-open soon Burn 'em in alcohol I heard that last call It was a close
