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The Hell - The Mad lyrics
As it cracks upon my face I won't seem the same again
Leave me blind, leave me burned, leave me buried in the dirt
Put a spell upon my grave and be on your way
What you wanna wait for
I won't ever stand behind in a line no more
Man I need to get more
And the money seems to fall through the holes in my clothes
I'm not tired, I'm not spent, I'm not sleepy put pence
Seem to fall through the holes in the pockets of my jeans
Disappear, reappear, let me disappear away
To the circus of the mad and meet my friends
What you wanna wait for
I won't ever stand behind in a line no more
Man I need to get more
And the money seems to fall through the holes in my clothes
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- Track 20 on New York Thrash
- 19 God Is Dead - Heart Attack
- 21 Big Take Over - Bad Brains
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