Lyrics:
Some folks like water
Some folks like wine
But I like the taste
Of straight strychnine (hey, hey)
You may think it's funny
That I like this stuff
But
Call the hotline
Give them a phony last name
Try to find
An antidote for strychnine
Trying to find
An antidote for strychnine
Time's running
Some folks like water
Some folks like wine
But i like the taste
Of straight strychnine (hey hey)
You may think it's funny
That I like this
wouldn't take that you see
There's a good chance that you might die some have been tainted with strychnine
Strychnine strychnine
I told him I'd rather be
Some folks like water,
Some folks like wine,
But I like a taste,
Of straight strychnine,
You may think it's funny,
That I like this stuff,
But once
Strychnine
Some folks like water Some folks like wine But I like the taste Of straight strychnine You may think it's funny That I like this stuff
just one more time G
Pass that wine till I'm feelin real fine
Strychnine in my spine
White line and some moonshine
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Shit
Hypnotising screens as they recline
Barricading most of the sunshine
Fingers tapping harder than strychnine
Won't see it till its right up to their brow line
of all of his lies
She's tired of his tricks on the side
So, she put some strychnine
In his pumpkin pie
Yea, she put that strychnine in his pumpkin pie
Oh
and strychnine's done in some
antifreeze and hives of bees or just a gallon of rum
make no mistake
I still need you the most
time has the power
to bind us too
What's there tomorrow?
Strychnine tomorrow
What's there tomorrow?
Wake up dying every day
So vague
Stick a needle in my brain
So strange
Never know
degeneration, baby
It's all twisted in time
Like re-incarnation, baby
Squares, longhairs, troopers at bars
There's no free expression
Strychnine space race
the money
That's sweet, sweet love
Don't try it and even put some strychnine
Listen to the pronunciation of strychnine in this cool-Aid
This ain't no Jim
the money
That's sweet, sweet love
Don't try it and even put some strychnine
Listen to the pronunciation of strychnine in this cool-Aid
This ain't no Jim
Every little thing you do
Gives me a kick in the teeth
Every time I talk to you
I feel like I've swallowed strychnine
Over my head the cliff face
a bug
Messing up the good that you've done for yourself
Do some mental house cleaning to correct your health
Life is both strychnine and sugar
Your mind
Another round of strychnine let's get out the snakes
I'm here to cure your darkness no matter what it takes
The cleansing fires of hell could be your
and sweat
The secondhand molasses in its tick time moves slow as I twitch concrete injected back my spine frozen hydraulic jack
MY SPINE STRYCHNINE DIVIDE
Now drink and be real
This is the last time
Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine
Whenever you steal you make it the right line
You're
Injecting strychnine
Sedated wound eternal
Static command factor
On course to pitfall
Nothing amounts to nothing
Avoiding the edges
Still drawn
head.
Noise fills your thoughts,
Inhaling to catch your breath with every heartbeat.
Swallow your pride,
The strychnine's benign,
Dissolve your cyanide,
never liked him much anyhow
The devil on my mind is whining too
He knows that I got something for you
Sunshine
Strychnine
Bump and grind through land
Strychnine
C'est le gros rap d'un sick team
Michelangelo
quand il aura fini un Sixtine
Des lingots bars
savamment taillés sur mesure
Une écriture qui te
and draining the thoughts of your minds
Words and eyes conform to the lies
They burnt out the sky for a fucking lie
They all win, suicide and strychnine in
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