Текст песни Razor - Taste The Floor, слова песни Razor

Текст песни Razor - Taste The Floor

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All the pool hall, hustling doughI`ll beat the panzies and then I`ll goout to the bar, to pick a fightmain some redneck then hit the nightwhy am I always in a mood like thisI don`t know, ain`t no psychiatristthis nagging feeling, that I`ve got won`t quitI feel no pain and I don`t give a shitLeft, right, fight-taste the floortwo, four, move-out the doorMusic magazines with fags on the frontthey dress like women, their message is bluntthey make their money, but they`re doing it wrongkissing ass and writing radio songsbying their records and seeing their showsthe general public likes their panty hoseI`m not as younged as I used to bebut I`ll still be thrashing at a hundred and three(you`ll see)but they think I`m psycho, they think I`m derangedI wear my leather, but I`m not that strangeI walk the streets but I hate what I seelike a book by it`s cover, they`re judging me(fuck off!)

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Taste The Floor

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