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Whiskey, Bourbon and Gin
Been my original sin
Now I'm done with the buzz
I gotta get straight
No staying up late
Get clear of the fuzz
Now sitting

Let me tell a story about a man on the run
He was packed and loaded, with over a ton
Fuzz on his tail all carrying guns
He can't give in, until he

But all this fuzz creates the groove
Let's take this dance into my room
No need to sleep you're in my dream
Pretty soon you will succumb to me
If you

and warm
There's no one in this whole wide world
My cats love more than me
Except my wife
They love her, too
Except those times when they eat plastic
I love

Get out
If you just try, you can get out
Get out

Go pop another blue pill
Go pop another Quaalude
Wait you can't, you can't no more
Cause they're

tapes
I was rhyming by the time I turned eight
From the porch I learned how to throw my Fist
From the porch I saw my daddy finger Flicked
Fuck me, nah,

You Don't Come Home No More

out to stay
No more scratching the neck agaisnt the microphone stand
Die by the evil hand of electropop

Rock is flatlined all over the towns I can see

favourite bottle of booze
Beat up my mother see more than a bruise
If it was a dream i wake up and hit snooze
Had no respect left couldn't even look him in

I just took a dab
Chilling at the pad
No more prescription drugs I'm using
Now all these beats I'm abusing
I ain't worried about a hoe
I'm focused

Sleep

Riley Armstrong

Riley Armstrong

2000

Looking straight at the light 
It never used to be that bright last night 
But it's a new day with fuzz in my eyes 
Alarm is still ringing when I

On them piano tonight we have the revered
Ira Soltry
And I hope tonight no one harasses the waitresses
I don't want to feel bad, so I don't want

Just Anyone

1208

Feedback Is Payback

2002

more time to clear the fuzz

Take me back twenty first street
Troubles times that I find myself in
Double without you
Such a loose that I try

More! More! More! More!
More! More! More! More!

Your goodness. Your mercy. (More!)
I'm hungry. I'm thirsty. (More!)
Your love and Your grace.

manner no more
I've had it in fact it don't feel like before
Range on up on big bang on tubz
Two glock nines on time no fuzz
Serve that yak big pack on us

To discover with dread that my head was as bald
As a novice's knees
I was dying of shame
'Til a gentleman came
An illustrious barber, Pirelli by name
He

like Geoffrey Chaucer
We once were stuck in the gutter, asking "can I have some more, sir?"
But now that you slept on us, we're pains in the ass like

can get rest in my own bed

Right when I feel like I can do this by myself

She comes to me and haunts my dreams
Like static fuzz on the radio
I'm

shit until no more breathing comes out of me
Honestly, you's a bitch and I hope your parents are proud of it
Obviously there's a glitch in the system,

on the tour buses when we tourin
Ballin and not keepin score cause I don't care no more
Spent ya havings in the jewelry store
You cannot afford what that

This Bottle of Wine

Maria Mena

Apparently Unaffected

2006

I down this bottle of wine
I don't know how to feel but
I don't mind the buzz

As the night moves slow you
Look more and more like someone I

Yeah 2 by number in flash mode 

All they wan rock is my energy 
They don't wanna drink no Hennessy they don't want weed yeah but they wanna get high

they be right by my side, yuh

I am not playing, please don't be testing me
(Be testing me) and why the fuck yo bitch
She keep on texting me? (No

more, No more (No!)
No more, No more, No more (No!)
Not gunna let shit slide no more.
Don't wanna set things right no more
Not gunna let things by and try