Whisky Is Alright In Its Place, But Its Place Is In Hell lyrics
I am I am the street peddler
I am I am the street peddler I am I am the street peddler I am I am I am I am the miracle I am I am the miracle I am I am the miracle JUICE Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Buyer in the balcony (section) Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Buyer in the balcony (section) Sold to the vampire and his lovely establishment Vampire and his lovely establishment If integrity were a wooden spike, we'd all be fucked Push the corpses into the gutter We'd say to one another These smart-ass children had it coming These smart-ass children had it coming These smart-ass children had it coming [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fear_before_the_march_of_flames/whisky_is_alright_in_its_place_but_its_place_is_in_hell.html ] These clones drone along to their power These clones drone along to their power These clones drone along to their power These clones drone Up sell Up sell These smart-ass children Had it coming Up sell Up sell Up sell These smart-ass children Had it coming These smart-ass Up sell Up sell Up sell If we're going out to dance (You're up for sale) They're pissing in the disco halls (You're up for sale) Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. If we're going out to dance (You're up for sale) They're pissing in the disco halls (You're up for sale) Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. This is our lives watched by the auctioneer This is our lives watched by the auctioneer Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. Up sell. |
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