Songtexte
Ducked
in
the
bottom
of
the
church
Filled
the
heathens
in
the
chapel
I
know
Sing
glory
to
the
wizard
Tell
the
creeps
to
come
and
get
her
And
like
cattle
they'll
go
Seen
from
the
top
Pissed
jeans
butterscotch
And
a
handful
of
blow
Sing
glory
to
the
wizard
Tell
the
creeps
to
come
and
get
her
And
like
cattle
they'll
go
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