Swingin' Utters

Swingin' Utters - Windspitting Punk songtekst

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one day you sweetly sigh and say to yourself "music's my religion and i'm born again" next week your muse has got some corporate cash and all of a sudden the tunes are crap keep your politics to yourself, kid to me you're just spitting wind a windspitting punk with high-brow views a P.C. fool who's saying nothing new again and again
what about the kids, piss-poor people and the broke or the sluts with overflowing pockets? or the cursed fucks, pointin' pistols at the pope. are they jusy martyrs fallen from your graces?
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Auteur: Darius Koski, Johnny Bonnel, Max Huber, Pat Goddard

Componist: ?

Publisher: Fat Wreck Chords

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

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