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King Crow and the Ladies from Hell
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This Old Machine
This old machine It makes me sick Was that just me Did you hear that nervous tick? My hands stained black By the Devil's work This old machine It makes me hurt This old machine It makes me sick Was that just me? Did you hear that nervous tick? Beneath my skin This cancer grows This old machine Make me grow old Would've made it better In a Lincoln or a FOrd You could drive that thing right through Like a gleaming broadsword Gotta get home tonight in this old machine This old machine It amakes me sick Was that just me? Did you hear this nervous tick? My hands stained black By the Devil's work This old machine It makes me hurt Should've gone with a classic 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Should've bought a Cadillac You could wield that shining chrome Like a big old battle axe Gotta get home tonight in this old machine This old machine I hold so dear Toys with me, confirms my fears Bursts my knuckles in the cold I should have sold it long ago But still I toil my life away It seems to always end up this way If everything doesn't turn out right I'll be walking home tonight Then I hear hers tart to shutter And I feel feel her start to shake Oh Lord, I hope she makes it home tonight And I hear her try to say something And then I can't hear anything When she dies, yeah, she dies, yes she does This old machine It makes me sick Was that just me? Did you hear that nervous tick? My hands stained black By the Devil's work This old machine It makes me hurt
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