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We raise a lot of hell, drink a lot of booze Don't need a damn reason for the things we do So break out the bottles and bring on the crowd Exercise your
Country music stars Like the catchy bars They smoke a lot of weed Yeah, those country singers Like to catch their buzz They love to drink whiskey Shotgun
On this Heart Worn Highway Into the heat of night Look in your rearview mirror Tucson is out of sight Headin' for Oklahoma Texas is still ahead Face
I've been cool for far too long Just a matter of time before I break I took more shit than I wanted to take You can't look me in the eyes Somethings gone
Talk about indian rights and wrongs Sing a few more freedom songs Look to the spirit, ride the wind Let's not walk that trail of tears again Digging
I am a gambler god knows I've been around I've lived it up now I'm livin' it down I've played some hunches, and I've played some blues A man with nothing
wonder What am I doin' here What am I doin' here Whiskey signs Fashion in my mind Time to get loaded And get out of this town Pantera on the Marquee
When you're young You wanna believe Believe in love Believe in everything Time Seems to be on your side When you're young And in love Time to move along
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence One step from lashing out at you... You want in to get under my skin And call yourself a friend I've
I don't make promises that I can't keep Got to keep movin', got no time to sleep Don't talk to me about my future plans It's time to go, I'm into one
We have one nanosecond In the spectrum of time Cause it's about the dead It's all in your mind Reality, senility Human race, outer space My head's about
Revenge I'm screaming revenge again Wrong I've been wrong for far too long Been constantly so frustrated I've moved mountains with less When I channel
Iysee you had your mind all made up you group of Pitiful liars. Before I woke to face the day, your master Plan transpired. -Something told me- this job
[Black Sabbath song taken from the Paranoid album] We sail through endless skies stars shine like eyes the black night sighs The moon in silver trees
When the world pronounced me dead put me in the grave the cut off my legs it was not long I couldn't hold my mouth I ran my head I ran my head It's strange
Reverend reverend is this some conspiracy? Crucified for no sins An image beneath me Whats within our plans for life It all seems so unreal I'm a man
