motion - cat went down in a blaze of glory. (in siberian husky' ) lyrics
mouth)keep it in, spit it out.
more elegant than the rocks wrapped around your neck
and its surely a tip, you’ve emptied your last clip,
into a crowd of fairly well-dressed gentlemen.
watchin’ you p-ss, through a shot gl-ss
lifted to my lips with my index out
just like a gentleman, just like a prom-king,
but you gotta get up to get down!
flatline fisted, clenched br-ss knuckles, raised to make
contact.
(we gotta, we gotta, we gotta get it back)
black eyed imprints, st-tched and stapled, hammers raised
c-cked back.
(we gotta, we gotta, we gotta get it back)
watchin’ you p-ss, through a shot gl-ss
lifted to my lips with my index out
just like a gentleman, just like a prom-king,
but you gotta get up to get down!
let the good times roll!
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