Lyrics:
got doe chillen in the gray Calv
I could hit you with a hook
Or a straight jab
Or I could cock it back
'N' shoot you in ya face, hag
And you know I'm
or old
From the hag and the hungry goblin
That into rags would rend you
And the spirits that stand by the naked man
In the book of moons defend you
That
right
Jumpin' Jack Flash is a g-g-gas, oh yeah
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag, yeah
I was schooled with a strap right across my back, oh, yes,
folkers out
Tight about since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a diamond get some day skunk
I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty like a old hag
Hag
And when all those screamin' metal bands
Have corroded into rust
There'll still be a show on Music Row
For old outlaws like us
Now, I don't have
of you a hag
Who can be a lover?
How long can it last?
Anything but hover
Seems like moving too fast
Going undercover
With a person with a past
You say
Hag don't never tempt me
Get up on the funk so you can feel the simpy
I can do the rope-a-dope
And steal a base like Davey Lopes
And bring more
Niggas, bitches, bitch-ass niggas
Dyke-ass hoes, black-ass, bright-ass hoes
Fags, hags, and scalawags, get y'all motherfuckin' ass on the floor, ya
a low-down dirty old hag
But in the end darling
You will get your revenge
Because you see
Their gonna send you my belongings
In a plastic bag
La, la, la
Trashing hotel rooms, clogging up toilets
Beer goggles if she's a hag
Planning the menu, picking out flowers
Nailing sluts and writing our vows
Down
Trashing hotel rooms, clogging up toilets
Beer goggles if she's a hag
Planning the menu, picking out flowers
Nailing sluts and writing our vows
Down
your face
Why, the Hag, he wouldn't have a chance on today's radio
Since they committed murder down on music row
Why, they even tell the Possum
the pig mine?
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry
Bus stop rat bag
Ha, ha, charade you are
You fucked up old hag
Cinderella
She stinks and she thinks she
Is better than us
A hag no one'd shag, she is mean Cinderella
In truth she's uncouth
Doesn't care how she looks
An odd
Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixelated doctors moan
Carnivores in
c'halon c'hloaz't
Kaset e vin diouzh e alan
Pell gant ar red, hervez 'deus c'hoant
Hervez 'deus c'hoant pell eus ar bed
Etre ar mor hag ar stered
Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
Carnivores in
hag
Clothes that hide the early sag
Sequins on a lame bag
The sparkles of a sad old rag.
[Chorus:]
Drink up and be happy
Live just for today
your back
You ain't nothing but a dead hag
Now that you're twenty-five
Never gonna live 'till you're twenty-nine
I'm gonna stab your back
Stab
your back
You ain't nothing but a dead hag
Now that you're twenty-five
Never gonna live 'till you're twenty-nine
I'm gonna stab your back
Stab
Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
Carnivores in
Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
Carnivores in
see'hoant pell eus are bed
Etre are mor hag are stered
To supply to my peeps
I was bringin' hag
Took charge of the block, game ping to ave (uh-huh)
Still bringin' cash on the scene at last
Still gloves and masks,
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