Muleskinner Jones - Alcohol Tobacco Raygun? | Текст песни

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Chilling out at Roswell in the midday sun
Getting high on alcohol, tobacco and raygun
He's got a big-ole flying saucer instead of a car
But he's too much of a shortarse to see over the bar
RAYGUN!!! RAYGUN!!!
And the women go crazy for his big black eyes
And his sexy grey ass, and his telepathic hive-mind
And the Nordics and the Reptiles will think 'it's so neat yeah'
When he gets back to Cassiopea with a saucerful of reefer
RAYGUN!!! RAYGUN!!!
Getting high on alcohol, tobacco and raygun

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