Old Major - Snake Charmer | Текст песни

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• Old Major
• Snake Charmer

Somebody get the man a drink
He's suffering
Just take the whole fucking sharade
And pack it all
Into the back of a moving van
Across the seven seas
Wide awake from all the pain
All that rest and no release

You'll never make it on your own
She cried aloud
I'd like to see you even try
Your pride is not proud
To the point where get stoned
From hearing your own name
Walk away without a care
Step into a pile of shame

Slither in
Under my

I am
Insomnambulist

List of a thousand pages plus
We'll garnish all our drinks
With all their wages
In the end they'll say
Oh well that's just the way it goes

You remind me of a better time
When we did not owe the night
No we did not owe the night

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