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Gluecifer - Red Noses, Shit Poses lyrics
Well I will get in the cage and I will meet the rage Coz I aint got no choice now Gotta turn the page And when I hear the roar You know I gonna soar I know it's comin down to the will yeah like it did before I'm standin on the edge of my feet Gotta whip it till I break it down Got me dancin' to the animal beat when I want the death of a clown What I hate is the goddamn nose Shit shoes and a sad excuse for clothes The time has come for your final fall So get up this is your curtain call I gonna shit inside of your pants - You got it comin' Slap you with my mighty hands - You got it comin' Break you dammit break you down I want the death of a clown God I hate your smile what a loser style Fallin over like a silly child man it drives me wild So now you're rollin round in the dust You get ready for the ultimate trick Got me howlin like a trumpet baby (Got me) cuttin into your schtick Tonight your show is off And I will take your stage When it's gettin tough you gonna need some rage |
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