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Elephant Gun
03:29
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Black Fog
04:28
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Quitter
06:09
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H-Bomb Queen
04:52
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Chopper
06:35
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Nothing finer than knowing Krista doggie
Top of the stairs and the hair that she showed me
If I could get back I would suffer a beating
For standing there watching her being eaten
Flames on the tank and the forks so far mama
Ride on the back and half naked all summer
Well I got the black boot and a wrist in the throttle
I've got a joint from Bill White and a crystal clear bottle
So get out of my way cuz I'm rolling up heavy
With God as my witness I swear I can't stop
You know I wish I'd turned around
The day I laid my chopper down...
Nothing's wetter than knowing Julie Jones now
Thigh as thick as anorexic sow
Bub Nelson, he's got no rubber
A Ziplock'll do all night lover
Flames on the tank and the forks so far mama
Ride on the back and half naked all summer
Well I got the black boot and a wrist in the throttle
I've got a joint from Bill White and a crystal clear bottle
So get out of my way cuz I'm rolling up heavy
With God as my witness I swear I can't stop
You know I wish I'd turned around
The day I laid my chopper down...
Nothing finer than knowing Krista doggie
Top of the stairs and the hair that she showed me
If I could get back I would suffer a beating
For standing there watching her being eaten
Flames on the tank and the forks so far mama
Ride on the back and half naked all summer
Well I got the black boot and a wrist in the throttle
I've got a joint from Bill White and a crystal clear bottle
So get out of my way cuz I'm rolling up heavy
With God as my witness I swear I can't stop
You know I wish I'd turned around
The day I laid my chopper down...
(Lyrics by Fred Dodge)
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Alabaster
03:31
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Mahogany Skin
04:10
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8. |
Astronaut
03:35
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Chopper Reject
02:58
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Soldier in the morning in the bath
Screaming out the window and your wrath
So your mother tried to slow you down
Pulling pretty flowers from the ground
Then you're on the table with your stash
All the dreams you've mustered, now you dash
Shining through her curtains on the floor
It doesn't seem to feel good anymore
Then there's really nothing left to sell
That's all, you've given up again
So long you drunk, go beg for more
It doesn't really matter anymore
Doesn't really matter anymore
Doesn't really matter anymore...
(Lyrics by Fred Dodge)
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Dog Star
03:33
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11. |
Crash
04:16
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