The Glorious Gunslingers - The Guinea Pig Bluezz | Текст песни

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I lost my army
in Miami
Now I think I'm feeling barmy, lord.

I set afire
a car on hire
Bet I'm gonna be retired, lord.

all your lies just make me sick and
I ain't gonna be your Guinea Pig no more

I gotta fight
With mills and kites
To get my moment of delight, oh no

I lost my keys
In morning breeze
My whole life is a kinda sleaze, oh yeah

all your lies just make me sick and
I ain't gonna be your Guinea Pig no more

I flooded neighbors
To watch the rainbow
You make me call my union labor

I need, I reckon
to fry my bacon
If you're a fireman, wait a second

all your lies just make me sick and
I ain't gonna be your Guinea Pig no more

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