paroles de chanson Breton Spook Dub - Ghostown
I
circle
the
huddle
and
tackle
debate
The
bass
that
wobbles,
the
shack
that
I
shake
The
case
I
take
and
gamble
a
stake
The
worst
that
can
happen,
I
step
on
a
rake
Went
out
the
door
to
juggle
an
oar
Fell
in
the
water
and
struggled
ashore
This
is
my
ship
so
welcome
aboard
Come
to
the
bar
and
guzzle
some
more
Typical
sympathy,
what
you
gonna
give
to
me
Keeping
me
company,
working
abundantly
People
affronting
me,
what
you
gone
done
to
me
Have
to
be
blunt
to
be
blunt,
cunt
Bashing
my
brains,
deliver
the
pain
Mashing
membranes,
deliver
the
gain
Flashing
the
frames,
playing
the
game
Burning
in
flames,
claiming
the
claim
Certainly
getting
hot
and
it's
hitting
me
Flatter
me,
smitten
me,
fleetingly
bitterly
Hickory
dickery
dock,
cock
I
came
to
point
my
pen
at
your
brain
Make
you
move
a
little
bit
strange
Make
you
move
a
little
bit
strange
Make
you
move
a
little
bit
strange
And
I'm
twisting
the
knife
Sick
of
the
strife
and
the
house
and
the
wife
Sick
of
the
dog,
sick
of
the
mob
Sick
of
the
punch
in
punch
out
job
Sick
of
the
day,
sick
of
the
night
Sick
of
being
wrong
when
I
want
to
get
it
right
Lined
up
the
bait,
now
I
gotta
get
a
bite
Sick
of
the
dark
can
I
get
a
little
light
The
way
that
I
come
through
With
a
one
two
Like
some
do,
with
a
Kung
Fu
When
I'm
confused
With
a
bit
of
booze
in
the
cerveau
It
occurred
though
Officer
go,
like
a
turbo
My
verbal
hurdles
infernal
Internal
yearnings
are
burning
The
steepest
curve
that
I'm
learning
Keep
my
head
above
vermin
I'm
staying
sober
for
Sega
I
speak
in
codes
and
in
layers
I
walk
on
roads,
they
survey
us
And
every
way
leads
to
chaos
Got
the
ball
and
I'm
rolling
I
will
give
you
consoling
Know
my
temperaments
golden
All
the
best
lines
are
stolen
Moving
faster
and
pacing
Absorbing
too
much
information
Secret
handshakes
of
masons
Ancient
Roman
incantations
I'll
be
curing
your
patients
Like
I
got
no
limitations
They's
collect
your
taxations
And
protect
you
from
temptations
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