Let it grow let it blow let it grow Let it go let it grow let it grow I like to watch it grow so sweat I like to watch the growing of the meat I like
space salvation allegation feel the sun's radiation death tolls forming under oceans Neptune's calling in slow motion in slow motion but you never get
I walked the path of million men I gorge the belly I fight and sin Battles in the Trojan War I drink the wine and blood of before A nimble skull will
Oh lady when you come messin around When I was young I felt like a stage hound Mud on my boots blood on my hand Blood start drippin on the Ku Klux Klan
I've seen death I looked it in the eyes God has forsaken me Now it's your time to die It's time to gather now To sing in song Your pleas won't inhibit
Trapped in a basement, and there's no way out I'm my papa's favorite, without a doubt I haven't seen the sun, for 24 years But now, my time is here I
I woke up this morning It was still day Found my dog underneath the Chevrolet I knew things would go wrong I Got back home and my home was gone So I grabbed
Step right up get it line No admission free this time About see some truth at hand In just a moment you?ll understand Maybe you missed it the first time
If I had all my karma and it all came back to me then I'll have it like a boomerang Thrown farther than eyes could see If I had it like a boomerang Thrown
say stop and think before you roll the dice, Bring that rabbit's foot along with you, Double up a four-leaf clover and a lucky horseshoe, Better avoid the black
Take my heart to unknown To the dark all alone Stake my heart make it groan To embark on it's own On it's own On it's own On it's own Take my nerves
We?ll be together Cause I really want is you We?ll be forever Cause I gotta stick with you I?m wearing leather And I really think it?s cool We?ll do
(Yeah) I?ve been working Yeah I?ve been working all night long Yeah I?ve been working, working til the break of dawn I feel so tired right now Yeah in
I know a girl who lives in this world She saw at me at a bar At Empassant I moved like a pon whose chasin' a swan Whose singin' a song A real bad song
She was, she was about seventeen she was actin' just like a teen She had an abortion on the street Her fetus fell on the toilet seat, yeah It's just
My daddy has a gun it's not a toy but it's loads of fun You gotta hold it till you hear it click Things like that'll make your mamma sick It's easy as
The boys don't like the clothes I wear And they don't like girls with short short hair, hey And livin' at home is such a drag It's hard to be feminine
I look down the hallway it feels so good I wonder why I feel so, I feel so good And then I - muh, muh, muh, muh, muh, muh, muh, muh, muh Then I look up