Friday, June 22, 2012

Penny Slots

Sweep me far from under your feet
Your a player stuck in the penny slots
Take a pill, you'll be on easy street
Don't question my authority I'm the boss

Stand out, sit down, stand up
Place you in a pit of sand and gape at the jaws of hell
Hail to my fellow felon, "Yo what's up"
Here's our lot in life, let's rebel

Bitter and caustic to your tongue
Raindrops sooth your soul and wash away the sin
Your a hero, unsung
Take a knife and penetrate the skin

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