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Albums:

Short Cut Draw Blood/The Contender (Daughter of the Night) (Jim Capaldi) · Presents Jesus Life for Childrens Under 12 Inches (Kid Loco) · Grand 12 Inches, Vol. 2 (Ben Liebrand) · Big 12 Inches: Groovin' You (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Big 12 Inches: So Excited (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Grand 12 Inches, Vol. 5 (Ben Liebrand) · The Seven Inches (Lifetime) · Twelve Inches [Import] (Frankie Goes to Hollywood) · Seven Inches of Pleasure (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Banggang 12 Inches Compilation (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


d'you think about the sheriff's daughter
Runnin' off with the preacher's son
The sheriff's wife had to hold him back from goin' after them with his gun
as the preacher talks to Jesus
He's blessed this brand new life

[Chorus: Repeat 3X]
a gold LP, nigga stop trippin!

        Verse Two

By the time I hit adolescence and found hair on my nuts
I grew twelve inches so now it's time to fuck
the pier and drowned

My mother was of Scottish blood
It's there that she was born
They brought her to America in 1924
They left behind the highlands
the world will end

A 3rd had just been made and we were swimming in the water
Didn't know then was it a son was it a daughter.
And it occurred to me that
a victim of zero tolerance 
Let's hold some bastard up for example
Take his blood and a urine sample 
Remind him that man belongs down a man hole (three
Smooth like dolphin
Smooth like dolphin

Matthew bring in your fishing nets
I have been marked by your gospel
This daughter of a preacher man
Cause
In Bruton Town there lived a noble man
He had two sons and a daughter fair
By night and day they were contriving
For to fill their sister's heart
and Wesson win a blessing
The angular slang blow spots, bang, 11
Hangin' like bats,'cause the 12 inch wax
Say scorpio and my hair say 'fro

And my blood say
a gold LP, nigga stop trippin!

        Verse Two

By the time I hit adolescence and found hair on my nuts
I grew twelve inches so now it's time to fuck
The circle of bones has been sealed,
Prepared for these most ancient rites.
Three virgin cunts arrested by chains,
Gut them like pigs,
Let their
As she lay dreaming on her pillow,
She thought she saw her own true love;
She dreamt she saw him standing by her,
She saw his coat was red with blood
As she lay dreaming on her pillow,
She thought she saw her own true love;
She dreamt she saw him standing by her,
She saw his coat was red with blood
the job
Says he goin' to find blind spots
And he'll do it.

The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched
By an eye in the sky that can't be
eight inches above sea level
ninety three million miles above these devils
play me in the winter
play me in the summer
play me in the autumn
any
They knew I did it (uh-huh) for havin' blood on my 'gators
My weed will hit yo' chest like a double barrel gauge an'
I'm a black grenade that will blow
don't want to be the wife of a king 
Would you go away with me 
But three days ago they were caught 
By the men of Lord Tyrant 
He killed his daughter
Say scorpio
And my hair say 'fro
And my blood say bro
My clics say "eh, yo!"
Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol

To the depths I dive seems
me just like I was their own
A Holiness preacher-man's daughter
And a hard-workin' sharecropper father
My real mama was Apache
My real daddy? Hell,
We're talkin' about a thick necked man in the city
Build a pub a blood and sweat
Swears by God he'll stand by justice
He ain't stood by justice
I'm dating the preacher's daughter, and getting the toe up. 

And every time she drinks she gets drunk and throws up, 

if I'm on the spot, you know
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers

Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
of Beverly Beverly
[Lil Bing]
Two joints be smellay in my Cadi
Drivin badly ti Cali
Hastled by federalis
Drippin candy
Sippin brandy
Twenty inches look
that the pacts were sealed,
Your wishes for Montespan forever active will stay.
She was? as all your converts were ?
She was
Graced by evil blood
Arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie

So you ask me my kind friend
Why I am sad and still
And why my brow is darkened
Like the clouds upon the hill