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Life turned out like a fucking joke
Drink it down or put it up your nose
Real beat, low down and broke
Roll it right up and have yourself a smoke
Messed up, yeah but I’m all right
Make my leather strong and make my denim tight
Worn down, yeah but I’m all right
Light-blue denim, leather black as night
Well all right, well all right
Well okay, well okay
What’s that ungodly racket
Teenagers in leather jackets
What’s that unholy noise
Degenerated leather boys
Life tends to really kick your ass
Cut up a sheet and drop a quarter tab
This sure ain’t a barrel of laughs
Stick your goddamn morals, I’ve had enough of that
Messed up, yeah but I’m okay
I’ll never care about nothing that you’ve got to say
Worn down, yeah but I’m okay
You never make no sense to me anyway
Well okay, well okay
Well all right, well all right
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Safe in Hell
02:36
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Fueled up on God knows what
It ain’t a lot but it’s all I’ve got
Strung out on I don’t know what
High on pot in the parking lot
Turned me into a monster man
Spent my life span with a dumb deadpan
Transformed into a monster man
Stuck to the plan, got a lifetime ban
Fueled up, strung out, but I’ll be safe in hell
Locked up, chained down, but I’ll be safe in hell
Messed up, real gone, but I’ll be safe in hell
Safe in hell, safe in hell
Locked up in my own head
Seeing red, drained and bled
A lifetime stretch inside my head
Turned tail and fled, then straight to bed
Real gone, real stupid dumb
Ain’t no fun, my whole body’s numb
Messed up, too goddamn dumb
Brain turned to chum, I’m nothing but scum
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Wild Boys of the Road
02:29
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Eyes bloodshot when the sun pokes through
What’re we going to do, I got no clue
I’m so fed up yeah, how about you
How about you
This city’s bust, this country’s done
It feels like years since we hade some fun
Nothing left to do but go on the run
Nothing left to do
I don’t want to be stuck in this podunk town
Nothing left to do here, I’m just hanging around
Going to get up and run my feet right into the ground
Won’t stop or look back, just go
Like some wild boys of the road
We’ve got to go, there’s no time to mourn
I’m going to run until i’m weary and worn
Until my dungarees are ripped and torn
We’ve got to go
I’m so fed up about feeling low
Nothing left here but misery and woe
It’s been so long that it’s all that I know
Nothing left here
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Devil's Harvest
02:56
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I smoke of the Devil’s harvest
Red smoke, green deadly flames
My mind’s corrupt with darkness
Bloodlust, uncontrollable rage
I smoke these herbs of evil
My mind’s a hollow shell
Body’s strong, but mind is feeble
Smoke from the depths of hell
Oh the Devil’s harvest
It eats away my brain
Oh the Devil’s harvest
Hard to tell if I’m even sane
Oh the Devil’s harvest
Goddamn, I’m back at it again
Oh the Devil’s harvest
I smoke of the Devil’s harvest
Grind up this heinous bud
I am consumed by darkness
Dry mouth quenched with human blood
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