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Turbonegro - (He's A) Grungewhore lyrics
He walks the streets alone His day's complete Another showdown Between the sheets When he remembers The first time score The scene was nasty And his ring was sore He saw his chance To make it big Red rubber mask And a dreadlock wig New Music Seminar He made A scene He drove them crazy They made him scream Tacoma Washington A motel room A sordid wedding They switched as groom They rode him hard But it just felt fine He got to sign The dotted line Fame and fortune He struck it big Hard but melodic Became his gig And every interview Was so profound A worthy exponent Of that grungy sound Grungy Well he's a grunge whore Knows what he likes Black leather men on motorbikes No selfrespect He's in it for the action A million dollar satisfaction He 's a grunge whore Grunge Whore [4x] But now the sad part It's time to cry Our indie hero Is about to die Turnd blue in a locker room He got to high He shot his smack Right in his fucking eye Well he's a grunge whore Knows what he likes Black leather men on motorbikes No selfrespect He's in it for the action A million dollar satisfaction He 's a grunge whore Grunge Whore [4x] 'Scarface' sample Well he's a grunge whore Knows what he likes Black leather men on motorbikes No selfrespect He's in it for the action A million dollar satisfaction He 's a grunge whore Big wheels keep on turning He 's a Grunge Whore Napalm keeps burning He 's a Grunge Whore Paying for the CIA guns Grunge Whore With his distorted guitars and punding drums He 's a Grunge Whore He's a grunge whore [8x] |
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