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Salamander sunrise
Comes at 4:44

Lingerie madness
Don't you kick down the door
Sweet Sarah's so wild
Don't you know why I'm losing your head

Down
down in a passion war 
Hasn't seen it happen since the day she was born 
Reaching down for glasses that just can't be found 
By the time she finds
Get on up and dance
(funky)

Oh
Feel like I'm down here by myself sometimes
I'm ready to break this groove down
You're ready

So I'ma let
things to do
Than wasting their whole lives being accessible to you
Like throwing off their clothes and marching down the avenue
Singing "I'm in new york
coming home
I got a picture of her down by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
With the smile
on three wheels
Ain't slowin' down, yellin' "come on, jump in"
Always up to somethin', crazy got nothin' on her

She ain't right, she ain't right
She ain't
blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate (Now break it down girl)

When you walked through the door
It was clear
It's hard to live in the country
In the present state of things
Your body gets pulled right back
You get a terrible urge to drink

At 3
It's hard to live in the country
In the present state of things
Your body gets pulled right back
You get a terrible urge to drink

At 3
It's hard to live in the country
In the present state of things
Your body gets pulled right back
You get a terrible urge to drink

At 3
It's hard to live in the country
In the present state of things
Your body gets pulled right back
You get a terrible urge to drink

At 3
victims are my prey
The number 4 was an easy score
Number 3 lived next door

Fourteen days and fourteen lives
Random victims are my prey
Number 2 was
the churches while you can
Port-a-loos
Yellow cabins by methodist doors
New Jersey car parks permeated by
D. Bowie [sound-alikes]
It's good to live in
and desperate they committed a unthinkable sin
The daughters got their father drunk, laid down with him one by one
And nine months later they both bore their own
the foolishness!
The love movement, we explored
And brought to you, Spooks sittin' by the door

[Chorus]

[Vers 3 - Chali 2na]
Yo, these self-proclaimed kings
A house boat by it called the Gin Palace
Docked in White Trash Bay
We serve homemade tequila 23 hours a day
We got hand rolled cigars and a 3 foot
This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner dance
Probably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to me
I was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3
down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
down the Nile
Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
and the downs are plenty
When you talk with the girl that you always desired
You busted a move but the move backfired 
When life puts you in the little
live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren 
"Yea" 
so I guess I'll die by that muthaphukka then 
so when I die niggaz bury me 
make sure my shit
Ben looks, across at, the girl that, lives next door
He's a hedge pig, delicious, he knows that, she wants him more
Than Matthew and Peter, the tree
it's me
Scramble and try to find my nigga's gun, I'm supposed to be
Prepared for the crazy, my lady screaming don't go to see
Fuck it, I'm going down
A child of three
Reaches out to touch
And only sees
Pretty powder puffs
Down the road
A black child plays
But the dreams he holds lie
A cotton