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Nailed to Your Ruins (Beneath the Ashes) · Nailed (Place of Skulls) · Jeff Bates (Jeff Bates) · Greg Bates EP (Greg Bates) · Nailed. Dead. Risen. (Impending Doom) · Now I'm Nailed To Your Bedroom Wall, I've Only Got Myself To Blame (Rachel Stamp) · The Bates (The Bates) · Greg Bates (Greg Bates) · The Mountain Hammered, Vol. 2 (John Bottomley) · Hammered (Motörhead) – and 90 other albums »


with her boss, says they're trying to make a sale
I'm at home getting hammered while she's out getting nailed

I'm at home drinking whiskey in my easy
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell

I'm getting by with
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell

I'm getting by with
never get it blud
I beg that you learn 'cos she's clever
How attracted to you she is is partly your gab
But it's multiplied by how little of you she
parties are the shit, forty mags by the scones
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your fucking heels, there's no place like home
loneliness can be
She will take me from this world
Then she'll gently take the world away from me

I'll be coming home at night
While the kids are sleeping
slide just like a hockey player
Eating yakitori, getting hammered in the sake lair
Sucky sucky, happy ending shower
Wifey making dinner, I’ll be home
hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
Congress, ah yes, I'm fuckin' with the best blonds
Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
Raquel is wrestling
to get grown
About 5'7" of his bitches in my bedroom
Swallow the cinnamon, I'm a scribble this sin and shit
While Syd is telling me that she's been getting
The deep dark colors of the devil at home
She pulls me down just as I'm trying to hide
Grabs me by the hair and drags me outside
And starts digging in
the door, get your access denied

I'm not an asshole I just don't give a fuck a lot
The only time I do is when a bitch is screaming "Tyler, stop"
The big
the music and my nine's by my side
'Cause you know Y-A-U-C-H
I'm taking all MC's out in the place
Taking life as it comes, no fool am I
Going off, getting
The deep dark colors of the devil at home
She pulls me down just as I'm trying to hide
Grabs me by the hair and drags me outside
And starts digging in
into the driveway. Got out to find his wife waiting, frantic. She'd come by to check, found that pillbox was empty, went out to the pharmacy to fill up
We once had things in common
Now the only thing we share is the refrigerator
Ice cold, baby, I told you, I'm ice cold (ice cold!)
You out here flyin'
bathing suit
And told her try it
Replied, while with these light brown eyes
I'm shopping for a lady friend about your size
She put it on so I paid for
support like the judge tells me to
And I'll stay out all night drinkin' while I'm getting over you
It's sad but it's true
Don't know what else I can do
know you got a little secret of your own
Sneaking out with me while your mans at home
You know your wrong but its so strong still carrying on

I go
got a little secret of your own
Sneaking out with me while your mans at home
You know your wrong but its so strong still carrying on

I go to the other
bail me out when I'm in over my head

I'm getting sick of being broke
But what's worse is I'm all on my own
Can't seem to let this go
I wish I could
to hear your ring on my phone
the clubs my bank baby and i'm here to take out a loan
take it home, fuck it i'm gonna get blown
paint this town white make
know you got a little secret of your own
Sneaking out with me while your mans at home
You know your wrong but its so strong still carrying on

I go
nigga slanging everything
I'm trying to get as much as I need
While I fuck with these out of town hoes blowing all they weed (shut up)
Parlaying, so
em while they on the dance floor ya'll
Straight bug'n 'em out
Got haters on the sideline, cussing 'em out
Can't wait to get em home, start bust'n
I saw her face
She looked kind of cavi to me
But when I take her home, and tap that ass I'm gone
I'm just a dog don't blame me

Now do I love