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L.A. Gamble lyrics
From cheese and chalk, you're hippy tarts hero
'Cause you put on a bad show, you put on a bad show
Oh don't it show
Still out on those pills
Do you remember?
Think it's well playing Maxs' Kansas, you're looking bored
And you're acting flash with nothing in your gut
You better keep your mouth shut
You better keep your mouth shut, you're in a rut
Still out on those pills
Do you remember?
You four years on, you still look the same
I think about time, you changed your brain
You're just a pile of shit, you're coming to this
Poor little fagot, you're sealed with a kiss, kiss me
Do you remember?
Think it's swell playing in Japan, everybody knows Japan is a dishpan
You're just a pile of shit, you're coming to this
You poor little fagot, sealed with a kiss
Still out on those pills
Cheap thrills anadins
A kiss, a kiss looking for a kiss
You four years on and you still look the same
I think about time you changed your brain
I think about time you changed your name
A kiss, looking for a kiss
Looking for a kiss, looking for final a kiss
From cheese and chalk, you're hippy tarts hero
'Cause you put on a bad show, you put on a bad show
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- Track 10 on Make A Wish
- 9 In the Sunrise
- 11 Thinner
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