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Howard, the strangest thingHas happened lately when I take a good swingAnd all my dreams they pivot and slipI drop my fists and they’re back Laughing Howard My intention’s become not to lose what I’ve won Ambition has given way to desperation and I Lost the fight for my eyes Boxing’s been good to me,

Satan Is My Master

Satan is my masterHe has always beenHe tells me what to doHe buys my Metallica records for meAnd sometimes I think Satan is my master

Jackson Cannery

Stop the bus I wanna be lonely When seconds pass slowly And years go flying by You gotta stop the bus We get off here Enough’s enoughAnd I’m leaving this factory All she wants is food on the table And I won’t be able to bring it home And all I want, come on, Is

Bad Idea

Pull over the car, pull over the carI think I some sweet score rampPull over the car, pull over the car I think I feel like .. I don’t wanna, I don’t wannaI don’t wanna, I don’t wanna You make me fee, make me feel Make me feel retarded Can’t leave it alone Jerk off

Song For The Dumped

So you wanted to take a break? Slow it down some, and have some space? Well fuck you too! Give me my money back, Give me my money back, you bitch. I want my money back and don’t forgetAnd don’t forget to give me back my black T-shirt I wish I hadn’t bought you dinnerRight


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