Текст песни House Of Large Sizes - Death Buggy
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I was thinkin` of a new religionA one where no one got paidWe`d sit around and talk to each otherI wonder what we`d sayAnd we`d be looking in a new directionWouldn`t be the sameAnd we`d be looking in a new directionI musta been insaneWell I`m insaneAnd I`m in need of a new prescriptionI still feel the painMake it just a wee bit strongerI think I`ll be okayAnd we were seeking some week perfectionBut it`s all the sameAnd we were seeking some weak perfectionIt`s all the sameIt`s all the sameIt`s all the sameit`s all the sameIt`s all the sameAnd I`m in need of a little laughterTo releive the strainNew home, yeah, new way of livin`I`ll try to be myself againAnd when all the same old problemsCome around againLight a match, peel a smileSay no, never, ever, ever againNeverThere ya go. have fun.Charles Hoffman a.k.a. Ozob Dent, The Guru Of Mean-Spirited Hijinxozob@iastate.edu