quarta-feira, 30 de julho de 2008

THE CRAMPS


Lux Interior, marido de Poison Ivy, no escritório! Na volta, vai levar bife pra janta...
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Let's get fucked up
Let's get fucked up
Let's do some stuff and get fucked up
Tomorrow we'll feel like we was hit by a truck
Let's get fucked up
Goin' to a cockfight
Burn with, burn
All my stuff in shock might
Never ever return
Goin' to the brink of Oblivion
Gonna need a shrink to get again
Let's get fucked up...
Gonna get lowdown
Gonna get keyed up
Gonna go to town and get beat up
Gonna get way out
Gonna hit flameout
When my head caves in

Slip on nocturnal shades
Go down to amateur night
Do some purple haze
Probably lose some fight
Get cool and casual

Get really sent
Dig some cruel and unusual punishment
Let's get fucked up...

UMA NOITE COM O REI!


Poison Ivy sonhando em ser rainha!!!!!!!!