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Turin Brakes - Slack lyrics
I've got a rifle on my back, Swinging past the birch trees. Well I set of a bomb way back there. I don't care about nobody but me I, no I ain't slack. Ran back home and drunk all the wine. Well I stole a bottle for myself, With insects crawling in my hair The trees are black and I don't care 'Cos I, no I ain't slack. Rescued a cat from a tree Well its fur was all caked in dirt So I killed it dead for liking me. Yeah I stole a car and drove to town. And I, no I ain't slack. |
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