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Devil's Advocate
01:58
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Travelling through space and time
To get me back what's mine
Doing what I want to do
Inside my mind
Oh now I'm having fun
Just like you said I'd be
Drugs pulsing through my veins and teeth
Oh God set me free
I'm quite alright
Move my home to a foreclosed lot
That's where I'll be
All I do is smoke a lot of pot
Just watch and see
Oh now I'm having fun
Just like you said I'd be
Drugs pulsing through my veins and teeth
Just myself and me
I'm quite alright
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2. |
London Dungeon (Misfits)
02:43
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They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their british hell
Make sure your face is clean now
Can't have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the yanks in british hell
I don't wanna be here in your london dungeon
I don't wanna be here in your british hell
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in hell
Here's hoping you're swell
They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their british hell
I don't wanna be here in your london dungeon
I don't wanna be here in your british hell
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in hell
Here's hoping you're swell
Make sure your face is clean now
Can't have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the yanks in british hell
I don't wanna be here in your london dungeon
I don't wanna be here in your british hell
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in hell
Here's hoping you're swell
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Telephone
02:59
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Sing me one more sad song
but don't make it too long
Though I'll listen to you right now
Our days are too far gone
and I know you forgot one
and I think I forgot about them too
Oh but it's been too long since we got along
but that doesn't seem to matter to me now
Call you on the telephone and I tell you to come back home
but I don't know how
The past and future are static games
I wanted fortune, I wanted fame
all these so-called dreams of what I wanted to do
I wanted a whole lot of things
So many pretty things
but all I ever really wanted was you
Oh but it's been too long since we got along
but that doesn't seem to matter to me now
Call you on the telephone and I tell you to come back home
but I don't know how
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Spiffy Biff
02:09
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I walked myself into work today
I spilled coffee all over, it was such a display
My boss called me into his office
He said, "Spiffy Biff you gotta stop this!"
Got no cash, no car, no family, no love for me
So I say, "Hey, I'm gonna piss in your coffeemaker today.
Oh, and there's nothing you can say, nothing nothing you can say, no."
Got no job, I'm in the unemployment line
Oh, I'm such a slob and I ain't doin' fine
Oh nothing ever goes my way because I fuck up everything I say
So I say, "Hey, I'm gonna piss in your coffeemaker today.
Oh, and there's nothing you can say, nothing nothing you can say, no."
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Suitcase
01:55
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Gonna bring my gun all around the world
Kill all the little boys and the little girls
Just for you
I do it for you, tucked in at night
I just hope you know everything's gonna be alright
Just know that everything's gonna be alright
Tucked into sheets so safe and clean
Oh nothin' left to do but start dreaming, but I'm just screaming
Screaming for a chance to get away
Though no one more than me wants me to stay
Just know that everything's gonna be alright
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