Strapping Young Lad - Drizzlehell lyrics
[Strapping Young Lad - Drizzlehell lyrics]
And i count by the way you press your eyes
And by the little things that put you down
Ride the rails to where you are
- help me thank you all let me fuck you all
And by the way you bitch and masturbate
The bold ones carry on and on
The way your prayer come up
And have fun - the way to carry on
I'm a dog, i know, i'm a dog
It's the only way, it's the corner stay
Push the freight along and grant
Them all their little goddamn shitty things
In the light it grows, slower than before
"ten-four, they've got to burn
The 93 will come to carry on"
Gimme some of your good loving
I need your good loving
Dog, i'm a dog, i know i'm a dog
I'm a dog, i know i'm a dog
Oh, elvis yer just standin'
There and completely naked
And i's jest thinkin' to m'self
"goddamn-it boy! you've come a quite
A little while for
Such a little country doggie"
And now he's touching himself in private
How may people do you know
Who can make it through
Life without ever buying a goddamn vowel
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