Cherry Poppin' Daddies
Lead pipe slammed in a storekeeper's head Looks like spaghetti decomposin in bed Please don't shoot, god think of my kids You shut your yap you dirty piece of shit We're cosa nostra cosa nostra A greasy nightclub up on a tinsel stage Outside they bother you for money Just goin' along for the boss everyday so matter a fact when she sucks him Do like the animals do I hear the maggots have chewed who you most loved How they've come for you It takes some pressure to make a diamond It takes some losin' to win a soul It takes a bleak house to run away from It takes a warm bed to appreciate the cold world inside of you Shouldn't of dropped out of school to the bus tub Are you unloved Make the most of Make the most of what's still left of you60s 70s 80s 80s hair metal 90s Alice in Chains alt-pop alternative AM Gold awsome guitar solos Ballad ballads beautiful bring the funney britpop Cake Campy cheesy chill classic rock Classical cover cover song cover songs covers dance dancehall dark Drum and bass electronic electronica emo Favourites female artists female vocalists fm mold folk girls goldies gotanygoodmusic Gothic green day Grunge guitar genius guitar virtuoso hair band hair bands halftoned singles club hard rock heavy metal Hip-Hop hiphop home made House iceland indie indie rock indie-pop ireland jack johnson jazz js new additions katy loves it latin Love this people Mellow metal mistagged track my fave songs new wave Nu Metal old old school oldies pop Portugal psychobilly punk Punk-Rock rage more rap Rap-Rock reggae rnb rock silly simply irresistable singer-songwriter songs to have sex to Soundtracks Southern Rock spanish spoken word styx techno thrash thrash metal traditional Weill
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