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You Think I Ain't Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire Dead Bull with a life on the low I'll be massive conquistador Gimme soul or show me the door Metal heavy soft at the core Gimme toro gimme some more Space Flunky Four on the floor Fortified with the liquor store This one's down, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more Shrunken head I love to adore "B" movie gimme some more gore Gimme toro gimme some more "B" movie gimme some more gore Gimme toro, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more No One Knows VS1: We get some rules to follow That and this, these and those No one knows We get these pills to swallow How they stick in your throat Taste like gold Oh what you do to me No one knows CH: I realize you’re mine Indeed a fool am I VS2: I journey through the desert Of the mind with no hope I follow I drift along the ocean Dead lifeboat in the sun And come undone Pleasantly caving in I come undone CH: Heaven smiles above me What a gift here below But no one knows The Gift you give to me No one knows First It Giveth VS1: I’m in you, you’re in me I can’t tell You’re so cruel, more than me It is true Loyal to only you, up your sleeve I want some (of all of you) trickin me CH: First it giveth, then it taketh away VS2 I would beg, I would plead I would shake On a hook dangling wide awake I’m so young and beautiful I’m no fool Time goes by, tables turn, all I know CH: First it giveth, then it taketh away Song For The Dead VS1: It’s late enough to go drivin See what’s mine Life’s the study of dying How to do it right If you’re a holly rolller If you’re bent in the loose If you’re hangin around I’m holdin the noose VS2: Come a little bit closer And get untied In the hearse rollin over Just a track in the line Fuck it VS3: Come on let’s go drivin Come on let’s take a little ride Life’s the study of dyin How to do it right The Sky is Fallin’ VS1: The Sky is fallin, human race that we are Has left me crawlin, staring straight at the sun All in a moment, I notice Every dog has his day I paid attention cost me so much to hate Bridge: For so long I saw only wrong But now to remind it’s a waste of time.
Approximate Word count = 1633
Approximate Pages = 6.5
(250 words per page double spaced)
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