the shit on my shoe, waste..Dash ya and splash on the floor, in ya moms' basement. -Chorus- Oi, You're a doku man, You gotta be stackin' up doku grands
Tercüme: Glay. Doku Rock.
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Never cry on your own, never cry But when you cry Just try and find some perfect stranger With the tissue shoulders on 'Cos I know the score and it's
I am war machine! I'm a cybernetic organism, living tissue over metal endoskeleton Neeaaahh!!! You want to know who I am? Do you know who programmed who
Back at Tarla's camp We made promises To keep in touch Feelings were hurt by her husband Who hit Mr. Chilk In the face with a bottle
Hier Stehe Ich Mit Den HA¤nden Voll Blut Und Trage In Mir Eine Beissende Wut Du Sagtest Du Wolltest Den KA¶rper Von Mir Und Ich Gab Dir Alles Gerad
You've been alcazarized You've been alcazarized Alcazarized This is a dancefloor docusoap This is a dancefloor docusoap This is a dancefloor docusoap
Safe on the shore, I've been sleeping Faced by the thoughts I've been keeping To break down the door of my life I need more texture You need to give
I drive all day at hauling freight until I get my fill And after five I'm always found at Dottie's Bar and Grill I talked with all the local crowd a couple
Orally force fed until cirmosis is induced Fatal renal failure bleeds like a sluice Spewing blood as the gallbladder extrudes Alcoholic poisoning, bloated
My white knight rode away With his sword in his side And a crown of thorns on his head My guardian angel has forgotten how to fly Says his wings
Look into the life, tissue is working Glutinous carrion creats a tribe Lord of plasm build the kingdom Spit out your soul on the bloody cross Hard to
Unblinking, unseeing, trapped in your being The issue of tissue, but that's just not the issue Strapped up and stinking, what were you thinking? Led
Spending time in abandoned hotels Well that's where I went just to hammer it out And there's little left of me here but teeth and tissue It's so hard,
I shout this, you shout that The clouds are coming over looking awful black It's all hot air You say go, I say stay Clear blue sky goes Sheffield gray
Never cry on your own, never cry But when you cry Just try and find some perfect stranger with the tissue shoulders on 'Cos I know the score and it?s
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