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U.S. Bombs - Hammered Again lyrics
I woke up and fell of a root They arrested me with a broken foot You told the cops you didn't know who I was A week on the city three hots and a cot Day one I got a taste of the shakes No sleep at all, it's past eight Rest of the week, all seemed the same I couldn't wait to get home again Come on down to my place, I got a bar at my face We both got monkeys on our backs Come on down to my place I got an early release on the 5th day Dried out a lot I lost the shakes I'll get 'em back when I get home To the liquor store, then will start |
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