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(dicky barrett/joe gittleman/nate albert/dennis brockenborough/bosstones) |
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You made your bed, that's where you lie |
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No pearly gates when you die |
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We tried to teach, you didn't learn |
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You're going down, you're gonna burn |
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Fast at passing judgement and your quick to cast a stone |
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Hypocrite taking shit, leave me alone |
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Thump the book and twist the word |
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You're setting sinners straight |
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Point your finger, wag your tongue |
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Then pass around the plate |
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I've made my bed that's where i'll lie, |
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Won't see the gates when i die |
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And i've been told i'll never learn, |
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I'm going down i'm gonna |
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Screaming demons all hell broke loose |
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And other dark remarks |
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You say that's satan's waiting for me |
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But i don't give a **** |
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If words and music tick you off |
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Then you're the one who's sick |
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But i think it ****ing followers that really make you tick |
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As far as i can tell i'm going to hell |
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As far as i can see, you're coming with me |
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You made your bed that's where you'll lie |
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No pearly gates when you die |
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We tried to teach, you didn't learn |
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You're going down, you're gonna burn |
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Holy smoke! is this a joke? |
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I mean man you're on the move, |
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Shut 'em up and shut 'em down |
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If you don't approve |
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Cuss and curse and stuff your purse |
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And tell me where i'm goin' |
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Holy cow, man, don't stop now, man, |
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Your bank account is growin' |
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You made you're bed that's where you'll lie |
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No pearly gates when you die |
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We tried to teach, you didn't learn |
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You're going down, you're gonna burn |
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You made you're bed that's where you'll lie |
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Thanks god i've got a place to sleep |
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No pearly gates when you die, |
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Why should i worry now or cry |
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You know i'm not concerned |
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You're going down, you're gonna burn |
