Ohhhh! In this home quiet the sin Violence is known Only by the ones who bare these walls She is saint hiding it all Underneath her smile her soul is
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This is the voice of disquiet A blue collar massacre Calling up from the belly of the south We will be heard Throw it in gear You wanna drive us down
Why do you make me feel so bad? Why do you bother to act so sad? Well, you created it, you created it, I believed in it Cease to exist, cease to exist
Ya no me mires asi eres la novia de mi amigo, tus ojos buscan verme a mi no me sonrias por favor oh, no no no, en los momentos de estar solos tus labios
Swamp Mushy Muddy Swamp Mushy Muddy Swamp Mushy Muddy For a more pleasant spot A grouch could never wish Swamp Mushy Muddy Swamp Mushy Muddy Swamp Mushy
Op de grote stille heide, Dwaalt de herder eenzaam rond Wijl de witgewolde kudde Trouw bewaakt wordt door de hond En al dwalend ginds en
Give me good times Give me saliva Give me fever I'm a believer, yeah, yeah Give me insane Give me space brain Give me music, give me love Abandon us
some bleed too much some things are touched take the time to fix yourself all up taking time helps with your luck you can bleed on the other hand talking
Well, if you ever go back into Wooley Swamp Well, you better not go at night There's things out there in the middle of them woods That make a strong man
Strange feeling you get When you cross the switchbacks and bring it on home Just the farther and farther you drift Like that old crow, that's beaten
And then, came an angel Who had a bright key And he opened the coffins And set them all free Then, down a green plain Leaping, laughing they run And
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me. I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch Here go the money. you got
He cant escape Legs trapped in the mud Undiscovered creatures fester his sex College, books, and money couldn't save him Beasts of the marsh cannibalize
In a puddle by the trail Flips its tiny tail Just like a great big whale But smaller than a snail It's a pollywog in a bog Swims under soggy logs One
Black water Hattie lived back in the swamp Where the strange green reptiles crawl Snakes hang thick from the cypress trees Like sausage on a smokehouse
In this home, quiet the sin Violence is known, only by the ones who bare these walls She is the same, hiding it all Underneath her smile, her soul in
Oh the slough winds all serpentine Full of black delta peat Yellow bronze grapes of muscadine Growing wild and sweet On the shore Lady, there ya were
