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You brought plants and a dog in the pandemic all because you got bored 
I locked in got to work and did business abroad 
So cities and towns got

ដៀលថាខ្ញុំថាអត់កំណើត ពេលដែលខ្ញុំប្រលងធ្លាក់
អរគុណពាក្យជេរ
Now it’s my day drinking whiskey
លុយចូលគ្រប់នាទី ABA’
Fuck the enemies I ain’t got no time to play
Put your

to the brain till I'm fucking numb
All of my tracks are stoner anthems
So light up your bud if you got some
I don't wanna run out, that's a problem
Can't turn

the ashes in the pipe
Blowtorch to the crack, my fire is winter proof
Old thoughts of black and white pictures, now they developing
Skeletons surrounded by

Siedziałem sobie wtedy w barze u starego Joe
Tam na rogu tam na skwerze
Piłem piwo wino i wódkę bo tak była wówczas moda
Nazywało się to whiskey beer

battles
No life preserver to save me I live and learn by the paddle 
A round of whiskey to numb the pain 
Worlds turned into hunger games
A daily fight not

Caught in a rat race
While I peddle, they all speed
I've got my own lane
And its overwhelming me

Dayton to Daytona beach to be free
but I guess

I got a little place in mind girl
Down by the bayou out of sight
Where the people are dying
To have a good ole time tonight

Maybe a little bit

My head run's in circles and
Now I'm fainting
Life's just passing by
So ahead of me that I can't run or hide
It just wails on me so I get fucking high

whiskey, you don't knock it down
Savour the taste and then you'll realize
Patience and fortune are one and the same
As time goes by you'll find your prize...

Another Midwest morning under a dark gray sky
Shadowed by these memories and so many goodbyes
A pint of whiskey a warm embrace we take our separate

and she’d always come to get me
Sam’s house is just down the road, but she don’t know how far
Winter was over. We got by but we had to scrape & those
Lilacs

Libel

Tilt

Survival of the Fattest

1996

just want a chance to show how little you =
Really know
Submitted by: Mel

and out of style
Every once in a while

I got whiskey and I got wine
I got a plate that I ain't touched yet but I got all night
There's a girl in california

Paper Crown

Jennifer Brown

Vera

1999

[Chorus:]
But something made me love you
I guess I was so naive...

You were trusted with my love and now you avoid me
You got busted fooling around

Yeah ah yeah go,
        I tug my gal in a gunny sack,
    She’ll be true to me till I get back,
     I threw that sack out in the rough,
        By

left behind
And I got tired of this all
Of this town
So I went and left my shoes at the side of the road
Ain't even devil gonna wear them now
This I know

Wash up at the madame's with lime
Getting off the grime
Got none a square
It's unfair
Gawkin at the freaks who fight
In front of the ware
I left my

Fresh cut 
Got a fit for the night 
All eyes on me
Can I get a spotlight?
Whiskey on ice, that’s that shit I like
And I’m only gettin’ started,

em to the hogs leave em to the hawks 
Cause the shits for the birds and they all gon flock 
Ain’t my fault got money in the vault 
Rappers my sons

weed farms
So I ride like John Travolta
Got that Jungle Fever once I spit it's over
Lucky four leaf clover
In my blacked out rover
Wit the leopard seat

take you to the moon
'Cause you and me my dear we got nothin'
Nothin' left to lose
To lose

But it was cool to be here and I'm just passin' through
Not

Goodbye boy, you ain't the first
Can't satiate my sinner's thirst 
You're just one in a long line
Hope you don't mind


You're not the one that got

got off work, clean
So I'll be pullin' up fresh
2 AM, it hurts best
Whiskey and no shirt sex
Lie and say you nervous
But I know you ain't new to this