pipe in his windpipe, twisting like a drill
Run around fronting, buying his men's kicks
Gassed a broad up so she can help her rent a whip
The other »
Homicide
G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time
by LL Cool J
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So we can scoop up and hit the party and scoop a bitch (get twisted)
You know the drill homie
Play the rules and play the field but don't get killed »
Livin Life as a Rider
On My Way to Church
by Denise Weeks
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the party and scoop a bitch
(Get twisted)
You know the drill homie play the rules
And play the field but don't get killed homie
(Stay alive)
So where's »
Livin Life as a Rider
On My Way to Church [Clean]
by Denise Weeks
|
I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt »
405
We Have the Facts and We're Voting Yes
by Death Cab for Cutie
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I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt »
405 [Acoustic]
Forbidden Love [EP]
by Death Cab for Cutie
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Propaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining by the night
In blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory »
War Ensemble
Still Reigning [DVD]
by Slayer
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always amazed by what can take place
Within the space of 300-365
I'm empty of answers
Don't nobody search me
The long neck's a twist off
You don't »
365 Days
Question the Answers
by The Mighty Mighty Bosstones
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The sport is war, total war
When victory's really massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Sport the war, war support »
War Ensemble
Decas
by As I Lay Dying
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support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill
Be dead friend from »
War Ensemble
Seasons in the Abyss
by Slayer
|
descend
The spheres drill the blood and the brains from your head
Your body twists and jerks until your finally dead
Funeral's over the casket's closed
Your »
Mortician
Hacked Up for Barbecue
by Mortician
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descend
The spheres drill the blood and the brains from your head
Your body twists and jerks until your finally dead
Funeral's over the casket's closed
Your »
Intro/Mortician
Mortal Massacre
by Mortician
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But the cross on your road is twisted
And reflects an imageless tool
Gotta let the taste buds blossom
Sunny side never lost em
Easy over born »
Lemon Meringue
Give a Monkey a Brain and He'll Swear He's the Center of the Universe
by Fishbone
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Fifteen petals
One for every year I spent with you
Jewels and precious metals will never do
I love you twisted
And I love you straight
I'd »
15 Petals
When I Was Cruel
by Elvis Costello
|
There's a disease a wrenching bane
Adverse twisted minds
Grip of fear within the flesh
Is eating you alive
Ruins the lives of innocent
A fitful »
Nightfear
Transcend the Rubicon
by Benediction
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Fuck you!!!!
Mangled, diseased & disfigured,
A shambling mass of forgotten flesh.
Twisted skin, & dry cracking sinew,
Rancid, pustulent stench, »
The Forgotten Flesh
The Autophagous Orgy
by Lord Gore
|
till we're oil-free
If you're oil-rich, then we invade it
They call it occupation, but we're losing jobs across the nation
drill, baby, drill, while »
Ballad of the Black Gold
Revolutions Per Minute
by Reflection Eternal
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Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)
U Know Tha drill
Break It Up
U Know Tha drill
Roll It Up
U Know »
Sticky Icky
The Boatlift
by Jim Jones
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of the drills
No time for family No time for rest
Got to work quick make the world a mess
Relief is nowhere to be seen
Foreclosure of the American dream »
Simpler Days
Slow Motion Riot
by 98 Mute
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mister anywhere you point this thing
has got to beat the hell out of the sting
of going to bed with every dream that dies here every mornin
and so drill »
Burma Shave
Anthology of Tom Waits
by Tom Waits
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out of the sting
Of going to bed with every dream that dies here every mornin'
And so drill me a hole with a barber pole
And I'm jumping my parole »
Burma-Shave
Foreign Affairs
by Tom Waits
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We queuing up the tills, wishing for our lives to change
Just a piece of something new, a taste would keep us sane
Hypocrisy in every day, drills »
Day in and Day Out
Yesterday Went Too Soon
by Feeder
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You got it all worked out this living
You made it all whacked out this giving thing
Torn a soul and left it kicking
Drilled a hole right through my »
Reminders
Seven Days in the Sun
by Feeder
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the eyes.
How they fake it I don't know.
Fill my cup, it's time to go.
And in the end, a twist of lime.
A reflection of a vintage delight.
And I've got plans »
Cartoon Life
Black Dress in a B Movie
by Keepsake
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know the drill, break it up, break it up
You know the drill, roll it up, roll it up
You know the drill, light it up, light it up
You know the drill »
Sticky Icky
Boatlift [Clean]
by Jim Jones
|
skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind until you spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants »
Infinite
Infinite
by Eminem
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