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wasted theory - under the hoof lyrics

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i hear the stampede coming
it’s time to open fire
hog blood on the tip of my tongue
and you know that i’m the devil’s child

i hear that black dog howling
it’s creepin’ up inside
got a fever of 103
and you know she makes me lose my mind

burning up, burning out
four on the floor and she’s ready for more, i said…
burning up, burning out
h+llbent for whiskey and that dixie wine, i said…
burning up, burning out
four on the floor and she’s ready for more, i said..
burning up, burning out

i hear that cold black thunder
another endless night
these bitter pills are all i need
and we’rе heading for the morning light

i hear thе rat race thumping
you know they’re running wild
venom dripping down my throat
and you know that i’m the lord of the flies
burning up, burning out
four on the floor and she’s ready for more, i said…
burning up, burning out
h+llbent for whiskey and that dixie wine, i said…
burning up, burning out
four on the floor and she’s ready for more, i said..
burning up, burning out

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