Mr Preacher
Fowl
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You say it's sink or swim, but I prefer to wallow Like a moth to the flame, where you go I'll follow You look washed up, rotten teeth, rotten luck It's time to play your cards but I think the game is up Underneath the counter the Jeweller keeps a baseball bat Solid gold fillings and steel toe caps You're the fly in the ointment the dirt under my nails Clipped the bird of it's wings just to watch it flail Even Mr Preacher carries a gun Even Mr Preacher likes to have fun Even Mr Preacher carries a gun Even Mr Preacher likes to have fun
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Written by: Matthew McDonnall, Matthew McDonnell
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