The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster
The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster - Freuds Black Muck lyrics
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Guitar, guitar, guitar, guitar I like to play on my guitar Guitar, guitar, guitar, guitar I like to play on my guitar I can't get up And when I'm down Thats when the sick Come to my town You sick fat fuck You stole my brown You got me rolling on the ground Wow, ow, huh Wow, ow, huh While waiting by your side Life takes me by surprise But if you think I'm wise Life takes me by surprise But if you wonder why? And if you trust my eyes I'm waiting by your side I made it up I made it down I sweat these drinks Into my sack I kid myself I'm Sigmund Freud I dig my teeth into the void Wow, ow, huh Ow, wow, huh While waiting by your side Life takes me by surprise But if you think I'm wise Life takes me by surprise But if you wonder why? And if you trust my eyes I'm waiting by your side aaaaaaahh woo woo, woo woo woo woo, woo woo woo woo, woo woo woo woo, woo woo woo woo, woo woo woo woo, woo woo