Any Old Dog Can Learn to Sit
prison is a place of my making,
patience is a notion forgotten...
watch the eyes that dart in the mirror...
my kingdom for a
HEAD-ON COLLISION
hit it hard, make it count
hit it good now, make it count
(chalk one for the big guy, let's
SCORE ONE FOR THE HORNS)
hit it hard, make it count
hit it good now, make it count!
(chalk one for the big guy, let's
SCORE ONE FOR THE HORNS)
.........................................................................painted is a line on my conscience;
..........................tainted like a stain on the highway
.......................................................................got my fingers crossed for a good wind,
bring a pox to cure us of ourselves
And I pray for some debris
To grace us from above;
"O Satellite, O meteorite!"
Come smite us good, now
Smite us right!
And I pray for some debris
To grace us from above;
"O Satellite, O meteorite!"
Come smite us good, now
Smite us right!
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