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Run Out Of Fucks
05:51
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I've done wrong when I did right
Been smacked down for my righteous vibe
Killing your mind with technology
Staring down and walking into me
Round and round the world will spin
It's called life, there's nothing to win
We're only here because of luck
Pass me a beer, I've run out of fucks
Talking loud for the world to hear
Shout your mouth, isn't it clear?
You're so dull, it's giving me gas
Now I've got to push it out of my ass
Round and round the world will spin
It's called life, there's nothing to win
We're only here because of luck
Pass me a beer, I've run out of fucks
5am now it's time to leave
Don't tell me you're living the dream
Ambition is no friend of mine
Money and control is your bottom line
Round and round the world will spin
It's called life, there's nothing to win
We're only here because of luck
Pass me a beer, I've run out of fucks
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What's that I hear on the Eastern breeze?
Man is travellin' seeking heresy
Claiming he was chosen by almighty God
To seek out demons in cats and dogs
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
Armed to the teeth as I hunt him down
Smell his stench all over this town
Delivers his poisons to the mind of man
His death will be dealt by my hand
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
I am the Witchfinder General finder (general finder, general finder)
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March of the Druids
03:50
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Marching through the skies they're gonna attack
Thousands of galaxies could not hold them back
Opening your conscience, trying to make you blind
Psychedelic carnage is the least of their crimes
March! March of The Druids
They're on a stoned crusade, they're gonna get you blazed!
March! March of The Druids
They're on a stoned crusade, they're gonna get you blazed!
Pray for mercy, you pray for your life
Sanity's thread will be cut by a knife
Weaving hellish visions in front of your eyes
Puffing magic hash until your brain will fry and die
March! March of The Druids
They're on a stoned crusade, they're gonna get you blazed!
March! March of The Druids
They're on a stoned crusade, they're gonna get you blazed!
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Buried In Leather
03:48
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All aboard with your fists in the air
Feel the power comin', you better beware
The sonic masters are calling you to town
Time to get freaky, time to get down
Heavy Metal Thunder - it's the only way
Sliding on some leather tonight
Heavy Metal Thunder - it's the only way
Sliding on some leather tonight
War is coming gonna kick you in the face
People getting crazy gonna kill the human race
Nothing you can do, it's out of control
When the big guns fire, you just ain't gonna know
Heavy Metal Thunder - it's the only way
Sliding on some leather tonight
Heavy Metal Thunder - it's the only way
Sliding on some leather tonight
When I die and they lay me to rest
Bury me in leather and a cut off denim vest
When I die and they lay me to rest
Bury me in leather and a cut off denim vest
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