Sex Gang Children - The Quick Gas Gang lyrics

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Sex Gang Children - The Quick Gas Gang lyrics

I can't walk, and I dont talk, and I can't see a thing Over the balcony and into the chair, I didn't see a thing And the boys are all exhausted, down to the last man Drink too old gunpowder and fall with a bang Go! Bouncing banjos overhead scratching round and round Hot and nervous heaven bound scratching round and round Im a good boy, she's a bad boy always safe and sound She'll twist and pain with time to gain Her feet won't touch the ground Song of a bomb, fall with a bang Fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Drink too old gun powder and fall with a bang Hollow cheers and yellow jeers, just something to be proud of Babes in bottles feeding dolls, that's something to be proud of Don't sit awkward, don't dare slouch Don't walk around with your hand in your mouth Song of a bomb, fall with a bang, fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Song of a bomb, fall with a bang, fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Drink too old gun powder and fall with a bang Jokers and smokers and all night caine-cokers Street fighters see-sighters day Its a national crime, just to hear the clock chime, in the absence of father and all his friends I'll use and I'll lose and I'll often abuse and I'll talk with you all night and day... But I can't understand with these holes in your hands, you talk the same way I always do Whites too smart to write on walls walking down blacks lane Eerie-po and Ire-ho playing little games I'm blade and gray and away today, driving hard and thrust I'm not looking for a year I'm feeling just the same Song of a bomb, fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Power of a gun, fall with a bang, fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Drink too old gunpowder and fall with a bang Come and see me later only you can Don't you tell your mama for she'll catch you if she can Song of a bomb, fall with a bang Fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Drink too old gun powder and fall with a bang I'm blade and gray and away today running round and round He's burning peel and stallion steel his feet won't touch the ground Song of a bomb, fall with a bang Fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Song of a bomb, fall with a bang Fall with a bang with the quick gas gang Drink to old gun powder and fall with a bang Fleet and farm how can I harm with my lead-flow charm I'm a national out break, a scandalous poet, with a gasoline habit for you Speak to me talk to me, please don't ignore me It may never happen this way again Jokers and smokers and all night caine-cokers, Bishops and bank robbers play Speak to me, talk to me, please don't ignore me It may never happen this way again Jokers and smokers and all night caine-cokers Bishops and bank robbers play Speak to me, talk to me, please don't ignore me It may never happen this way again I'll use and I'll lose and I'll often abuse And I'll talk with you all night and day Speak to me, talk to me, please don't ignore me It may never happen this way again

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