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goes shining on

Although a fire was raging
Harry stood by his machine
And when the firemen broke in
They discovered him between

A pile
goes shining on

Although a fire was raging
Harry stood by his machine
And when the firemen broke in
They discovered him between

A pile
Mercury falling
I rise from my bed,
Collect my thoughts together
I have to hold my head
It seems that she's gone
And somehow I am pinned by
Mercury falling 
I rise from my bed  
Collect my thoughts together 
I have to hold my head 
It seems that she's gone 
And somehow I am pinned by
the evening for a spoon
Call around tomorrow night
We can then put out that fire in the furnace
My mama will sure be out of town
She'll be entertained by
the evening for a spoon
Call around tomorrow night
We can then put out that fire in the furnace
My mama will sure be out of town
She'll be entertained by
of the firefighters put out my fires took all my matches
staying up later waking up old and I'm leaving her never
ordering in all friends and lovers and we're making
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]

We're on the prowl and our claws are bared
There is no holding back so you'd better beware
My sights are homing in, I feel
the boredom, I shall poison the city and sink it with fire, for Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor, the messenger's wig seems fraught with desire, for
contempt and contempt for the boredom, I shall poison the
City and sink it
With fire, for Cordless and Harry and Apepig and Scissor, the

Messenger's wig
up, shut up
Give me neurofen plus
Shut up, it hurts
Feel I've been hit by a bus
Get up, shut up
You know you don't understand
I'm feeling under
drunk? I sing a song like this
My grandma and your grandma
Sittin' by the fire
Hold on, turn that beat off
No, keep it going
Crazy Town, yo y'all just
troop train lay
In a sidin' through the day
Where the heat would make you bloomin' eyebrows crawl
We shouted, "Harry By"
Till our throats were
I'm a creator of terror berserk teens no escape from the toxic traits
Pop ya face storm 'em with madness and blind faith
The angel of death read
give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire
Slashin'
to make my day, like my name was Dirty Harry
If the industry was a movie, I'll make the game scary
First nigga to put the world in the bitchuary
I'm
wire 
Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist 

Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste 
Tomorrow is a daydream,
drunk I sing a song like this
My grandma and your grandma urrp
Sittin' by the fire
Hold on, turn the beat off (nah, keep it goin'
(J-ro can you make
the microphone

Living legend inside of a Smith & Wesson sliding out
Of the barrel, I'm fire, don't try me cause I am hot
Police cars with they sirens come by
get it yet do you
Dealing out platinum or flop I still put it through you
Wit a luger that'll spit fire
And hit higher than a pitch by a bitch like
give a fuck if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick

I'm a compulsive liar, settin' my preacher on fire
Slashin'
burned
'Cause them whitey's on some next shit, some hang you by your neck shit
Oh well, I'm in jail man, I figure I'm protected (right)

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