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Hunter Hart

Hunter Hart (born 11 March 1897, date of death unknown) was a footballer who played for Everton in the Football League for most of the 1920s. He was born in Glasgow and played mainly as a wing half.He started as a left-half but switched to the centre of defence before the end of his career. He was transferred from Airdrieonians for £4000 in 1922. Hart was made captain for a while and helped the club to avoid relegation, and was at the club when they won the 1927–28 league championship. He retired just after Christmas during the 1929–30 season, when Everton were ultimately relegated.In total he made 300 senior appearances for Everton (scoring on 5 occasions). more »

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Lemon juice squeezed in my cuts, and coffee in my flask
Whirlpools twist in pop bottles, fish swim in the toilet
Snorting cake mix through your nose, using ball point pens for joints
Pay for sex but don't finish, eat a sandwich instead

Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my pants
And the northern lights shine high in the sky like heroin in my veins

Balls deep in virginity, can't afford a washing machine
Pi times two, radius, and height but the pop can falls to a stone
The tigers flesh unravels from its skin, at the local zoo
We go together just like a drunk driver and a telephone pole

Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my pants
And the northern lights shine high in the sky like heroin in my veins

Whiskey filled up my brain, when I was ten years old
The jury took a wrong turn, and ended up in the food court
Table vibrations turn into earthquake warnings
I've got an aspartame addiction for the boys back at home

Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and  it's ruining my pants
And the northern lights shine high in the sky like heroin in my veins
 
On the street there's a brown cow, producing chocolate milk
High off my mind, I can feel gravity leave me too
Swords lacerate my throat like a big, fat steak
Cannons shooting maple syrup, to keep my house on the ground

Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my jeans
And heroin shines high like the northern sky

Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my jeans
And the heroin shines in my veins, like the northern lights in the sky

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