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Vicolo Inferno
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Tombstone
Rise your glass Let's have fun We caught this asshole Life hangs up to the rope I sweat on saddleback In my last moment, I close my eyes And taste the air I smell of whiskey and saloon And dream of dollars and bullet I wanna shred underwear And touch busty girls A blond angel Got my destiny in the gun Your target's right And I run to the sun Hands behind the back Now, not before Tombstone Can wait for… Noose keeps my life I ransom no more Tombstone Can wait for… Life slides out of the rope My record is a poem of sins I spit tobacco on the law I eat beans and fear I smell of whisky and old west I dream of booty and dynamite I wanna take off underwear And touch nasty girls A blond angel Got my destiny in the gun Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com If you misfire You will not regret Hands behind the back Now, not before Tombstone Can wait for… Noose keeps my life I ransom no more Tombstone Can wait for… Hands behind the back Now, not before Tombstone Can wait for… Noose keeps my life I ransom no more Tombstone Can wait for… Hands behind the back Now, not before Tombstone Can wait for… Noose keeps my life I ransom no more Tombstone Can wait for… Hands behind the back Now, not before Tombstone Can wait for…
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