Dead Confederate
Dead Confederate - Mob Scene lyrics
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Hail hail, God's dead, I'm wet Soaked in a Roman bath of gold and green Back back, hard stares, envy Gotta get clean I got my maker to meet The Proles in the gallery are letting off steam Back back, handshakes, crooked smiles Had enough of hangin' round just so you can take what's mine
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