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Brainkiller
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Short Song Description:
It is much easier and safer (that is, legal) to use prescription brainkillers --viz. women, work and TV, regardless of the quality of each--to proceed through life.
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Song Length:
| 3:20 |
Primary Genre:
| Rock-General |
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| Lyrics |
Give me baby,
a shot of your brainkiller.
Prescription Tanto,
And high-o Silver.
Your lips are tasty,
But your eyes are bitter,
So turn your face honey,
Into the pillow.
The razor's safer when it's dull,
Nine to five, a damaged skull.
Give me baby,
a dose of your brain killer,
A Chemo Barbi,
on sarsaparilla.
A lotus potion,
Life-counterfeiter.
The empty spaces
Need your time filler.
Days are better when they're past,
John Wayne will come and kick your ass. |
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