The Poconos(Instrumental) - Hail Mary Mallon
歌曲信息
歌曲名:The Poconos(Instrumental)
歌手:Hail Mary Mallon
所属专辑:Are You Gonna Eat That? (Instrumental Version)
发行时间:2011-06-07
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The Poconos(Instrumental) - Hail Mary Mallon 文本歌词
The Poconos - Hail Mary Mallon
Hotel motel holy ghost
Razor blade jailbait over dose
Woke up pristine no one knows
What you did last winter in the Poconos
Ayo he got the glass eye squint
Fab five time out and the hide out kids
Honey comb collective and the tae-bo kick
Little Billy posted by the blinds loaded
No sh*t the swivel of the bar stool baddy
Pimp lane signal the single car pool caddy
Water witching the grinch in his large flat feet
Stitching his initials in skins and begin laughing
Bring back his body keep frosty
The eyes in the hill won't be still till they see raw meat
Hung from a hook in a nook of the barns loft beams
Auctioned and sold to the farmer in Charles charging
Antenna fender remember the raw dealings
Hard wired fired the liars abroad stealing
Spinning wheels for the meal of the dog heeling
Your hands under my feet and OG’ing the caught feelings
Dressed in his sloppy suit
You can hear him screaming from the inside of the locker room
Just another day in paradise pastrami chew
That leaves you face caved Aes make um Wally moose
Come on you can trust me
There's room on the floor and more in the front seat
The stuff in the trunk is just *** and punk zines
No I've never driven and yes death becomes me
Hail the king hail a cab hail satan
Hail Zoul and the full that I'm paid in
Hail the queen hail a chief hail caesar
Hail mary and carry in the believers
Rescue gunner 5 by the frozen rope
Test tube butterfly swollen throat
Death cruise trucker bribe know one knows
What you did last summer in the Poconos
The rope-a-d**e defense close with it's own p s
"kick rocks" city a necropolis for clipped locks
Tire piles broken bones cloven toe piss-pot
Troma quotes exploding onto rotoscoped film stock
Firecane half comotose all killshot
Cough up terrifying tales from the chaw cup
Twinkle twinkle little sinkhole drinking decorative flamingos
Stippling a plastic lawn picket fences cats and dogs
Mallon juke left in bumper-to-bumper hazards on
Balance off blackout back for the Munsters marathon
Gather bad medicine duffel bag canteen etch a sketch
Hula popper cash plaid pendleton
Smash and grab everything tetris'd in the sprinter
With the i'd rather be cutting the head off a serpent sticker
Perfect dead youth flowin old habits
The getaway bus ride only so magic
Fact he mostly know the company of roustabouts
Icky rathskellars where they sell lunch with the power out
Our gang wallop on some honestly it's now or now
Donkey in his crosshairs Bobby taking Bowser down
Hotel motel holy ghost
Razor blade jailbait over dose
Woke up pristine no one knows
What you did last winter in the Poconos
Ayo he got the glass eye squint
Fab five time out and the hide out kids
Honey comb collective and the tae-bo kick
Little Billy posted by the blinds loaded
No sh*t the swivel of the bar stool baddy
Pimp lane signal the single car pool caddy
Water witching the grinch in his large flat feet
Stitching his initials in skins and begin laughing
Bring back his body keep frosty
The eyes in the hill won't be still till they see raw meat
Hung from a hook in a nook of the barns loft beams
Auctioned and sold to the farmer in Charles charging
Antenna fender remember the raw dealings
Hard wired fired the liars abroad stealing
Spinning wheels for the meal of the dog heeling
Your hands under my feet and OG’ing the caught feelings
Dressed in his sloppy suit
You can hear him screaming from the inside of the locker room
Just another day in paradise pastrami chew
That leaves you face caved Aes make um Wally moose
Come on you can trust me
There's room on the floor and more in the front seat
The stuff in the trunk is just *** and punk zines
No I've never driven and yes death becomes me
Hail the king hail a cab hail satan
Hail Zoul and the full that I'm paid in
Hail the queen hail a chief hail caesar
Hail mary and carry in the believers
Rescue gunner 5 by the frozen rope
Test tube butterfly swollen throat
Death cruise trucker bribe know one knows
What you did last summer in the Poconos
The rope-a-d**e defense close with it's own p s
"kick rocks" city a necropolis for clipped locks
Tire piles broken bones cloven toe piss-pot
Troma quotes exploding onto rotoscoped film stock
Firecane half comotose all killshot
Cough up terrifying tales from the chaw cup
Twinkle twinkle little sinkhole drinking decorative flamingos
Stippling a plastic lawn picket fences cats and dogs
Mallon juke left in bumper-to-bumper hazards on
Balance off blackout back for the Munsters marathon
Gather bad medicine duffel bag canteen etch a sketch
Hula popper cash plaid pendleton
Smash and grab everything tetris'd in the sprinter
With the i'd rather be cutting the head off a serpent sticker
Perfect dead youth flowin old habits
The getaway bus ride only so magic
Fact he mostly know the company of roustabouts
Icky rathskellars where they sell lunch with the power out
Our gang wallop on some honestly it's now or now
Donkey in his crosshairs Bobby taking Bowser down
The Poconos(Instrumental) - Hail Mary Mallon LRC歌词
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Hear, what I'm saying I was always true I was never playing When it came to you Never good at showing What you mean to me This is my last chance To set my mind
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Table Talk - Hail Mary Mallon I work well when the air is heavy Everyday before the roosters ready Won't see a break till the day gets done Till the stars cut c
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Mailbox Baseball - Hail Mary Mallon Brother to the boogie (boogie) boys with the illest (illest) Cousin of the philly guts littering your plymouth (plymouth) B
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Diamond in the back Gun proof top Iron side Metal mouth Kung fu chop One way ticket to a three dog night, when there 6 Million ways to make these dogs bite Caro
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Speak..... When the rats rose up and they broke their silence When the rats rose up and they broke their silence When the rats rose up and they broke their sile
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Plagues and Bacon - Hail Mary Mallon If in the obituary column sniff it It was written by the forks and knives of Mary Mallon Fever in the stew sorta buried i
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Big Red son of bald shortcut caper Highway humming daughter orange containers Lights on the runway order Captain Kramer Holding his tea and his cheek since brai
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