
Diamond Throats
Acid Drinkers
Peep Show • 2016
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Lyrics
They shoot horses, or do they?
So let's shoot one for the road
Even though I'm gonna stay
What'ya say, hair of the dog
Our futere's rather shitty
And our story looks the same
Don't you think that it's a pitty
People made this party lame
See your weary slavic soul
Twirling round latino style
Temperature taking it's toll
66.6 meanwhile
Though we're anxious and we glower
Sometimes you can count on us
We're enslaved and we lack power
Corporate zombies, chicken-trussed
They sent us all to school
Told us nothing on liife's grind
Forgot to teach the rule
To be afraid of your own tempted mind
He was screaming banshee-like
Sober in a dentist chair
Feeling that way killed his fight
Left him with a lifeless stare
Our futere's rather shitty
And our story looks the same
Don't you think that it's a pitty
People made this party lame
They sent us all to school
Told us nothing on liife's grind
Forgot to teach the rule
To be afraid of your own tempted mind
They shoot horses , or do they?
So let's shoot one for the road
Even though I'm gonna stay
What'ya say, hair of the dog
They sent us all to school
Told us nothing on liife's grind
Forgot to teach the rule
To be afraid of your own tempted mind
So let's shoot one for the road
Even though I'm gonna stay
What'ya say, hair of the dog
Our futere's rather shitty
And our story looks the same
Don't you think that it's a pitty
People made this party lame
See your weary slavic soul
Twirling round latino style
Temperature taking it's toll
66.6 meanwhile
Though we're anxious and we glower
Sometimes you can count on us
We're enslaved and we lack power
Corporate zombies, chicken-trussed
They sent us all to school
Told us nothing on liife's grind
Forgot to teach the rule
To be afraid of your own tempted mind
He was screaming banshee-like
Sober in a dentist chair
Feeling that way killed his fight
Left him with a lifeless stare
Our futere's rather shitty
And our story looks the same
Don't you think that it's a pitty
People made this party lame
They sent us all to school
Told us nothing on liife's grind
Forgot to teach the rule
To be afraid of your own tempted mind
They shoot horses , or do they?
So let's shoot one for the road
Even though I'm gonna stay
What'ya say, hair of the dog
They sent us all to school
Told us nothing on liife's grind
Forgot to teach the rule
To be afraid of your own tempted mind
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