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NQ Arbuckle - Mixkin Dancehall Blues lyrics
In some mixkin dancehall did you feel better? With some outlawed mogul, did you miss my shelter? With your reckless servitude, I will climb no higher. And this drinking's no good, but it makes me feel better. Decked in my perception of fashion, we drink like swaggerts. And then fall like the bookshelves in the arms of bad girls. And my friends they are so depressed. I stumble on what I say. And i don't think i am going to call any of 'em today. With this myriad of murials and cluster of cake walks, risen on the ringing of them church bells and the nasty smells of them bar shops. I am the keeper of this boredom. I am the battle-scarred pinata. I am the son of yip, the nigh, yee and the king of hearts. I am the son of yip, the nigh, yee and the king of hearts. |
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