Lyrics:
Tarred and feathered
Beautiful red-haired ladies
They got put in the pillory
Skinned alive or stoned to death
Broken on the wheel
Sanguinary with arms
Tarred and feathered
Beautiful red-haired ladies
They got put in the pillory
Skinned alive or stoned to death
Broken on the wheel
Sanguinary with
NO WE'RE NEVER NEVER EVER GONNA RULE BRITANIA AGAIN
NOW THE DEVIL IS DONE SHE'S TARRED AND FEATHERED AMEN
WORLD OF ANGER ARMY GAMES
KILL
Tarred and feathered
Hell for leather
Walk through the desert in blistering heat
Tarred and feathered
In stormy weather
Walk in the wild woods
But
a shrink, got tarred and feathered
Misfits the job, feel the mob might get up
I pull in but the suit won't zip up
I guess it's all outdated
Everywhere I look
weather
When we got to tarred and feathered
You could hear the six guns sound
As they chased us out of town
In India we're all the rave
Discovered
the truth truly fell
Tarred and feathered, yeah, thistles and thorns
One or the other, he kindly warned
Now you look out the window, tell me, what do you
the truth truly fell
Tarred and feathered, yeah, thistles and thorns
One or the other, he kindly warned
Now you look out the window, tell me, what do you
I wait in the pit of language
Before I get tarred and feathered
In a mass vendetta campaign
I wait in the pit of language
Before I get tarred
Tied Up, Tarred And Feathered
No Place To Go
We Should Be In This Together
I Feel Alone
It's Easy To Tear Down The Feelings Of A Stranger
If You
Well life
Well is it so much better
Have we've been tarred and feathered - Uugh!
Don't we look good together
And life
It's got me on the rack
You
leaving
Tarred and feathered
Dragged out and shot
The pitchforks were buried
But torches burned hot
I left aching
To the cadence of
My dragging feet
head up on the moon
Sur la lune, sur la lune, sur la lune, sur la lune
Head up on the moon
Yeah
Don't cut me down
Tarred and Feathered
We could raze this
isolated in front of the crowd
Re-tarred and feathered like a waterfowl
My shitty wings won't get me off the ground
But I wouldn't change a thing
No I
assassination
Tarred and feathered, hung to dry
Accusation is conviction
Pointed fingers never lie
Justice throttled from inception
Defamation
leather
Or whenever cloudy weather tarred and feathered what I do
When the voices and their noises
Making choices drive rolls royces
Through this
Tarred and feathered like a gutted chicken
Stuck in a rut out of luck Ad Nauseam
Sew up my lips and cut my throat
I choke on the gag but I don't
true
Why, I should be taken out, tarred and feathered
To have let myself be taken in by you
From now on all my friends are gonna be strangers
I'm
true
Why, I should be taken out, tarred and feathered
To have let myself be taken in by you
From now on all my friends are gonna be strangers
I'm
oh, oh, old dirt road
Ain't no difference on the old dirt road
Tarred and feathered on the old dirt road
Trying to shovel smoke with a pitchfork
oh, oh, old dirt road
Ain't no difference on the old dirt road
Tarred and feathered on the old dirt road
Trying to shovel smoke with a pitchfork
should be taken
Out tarred and feathered
To have let myself be taken in by you
From now on all my friends
Are gonna be strangers
I’m all through ever
that song inside
I wish I could live in the dream that I fly
On the tarred and feathered wings
Well, I'm losing a game of reality dice
Where
that song inside
I wish I could live in the dream that I fly
On the tarred and feathered wings
Well, I'm losing a game of reality dice
Where
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