Текст песни The Book Of Tequila

I'm riding on prime slime baby

Hoeing my row give me gas to grow

I'm sired on sin suckled on gin

Now I'm breaking hands not breaking bread

You've got lips, hips, filter tips

This is the time of hails and nails

You read it, I plead it

I take a lickin' and stay kickin' tonight

I drink the book of tequila daily

I'm the one who can't say maybe

My broken down morality

The bile in my hypocrisy

Head up road meat here he comes

One little piggy, one big gun

Highs, lies, dilated eyes

The sewer will anaethetize

I got a belly full of joy juice

And my success is shooting up the bile

Of my excess

I'm in the front row of the misery show

All messed up and ready to blow

I drink the book of tequila daily

I'm the one who can't say maybe

My broken down morality

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Head up road meat here he comes

One little piggy, one big gun

Highs, lies, dilated eyes

The sewer will anaethetize

Head up road meat here he comes

One little piggy, one big gun

Highs, lies, dilated eyes

The sewer will anaethetize

My golden slipper is liquor

The sweetest smell and I am blessed

There's a golden shower for your thirsty flower

A page of spite for each sordid night

Head up road meat here he comes

One little piggy, one big gun

Highs, lies, dilated eyes

The sewer will anaethetize

Head up road meat here he comes

One little piggy, one big gun

Highs, lies, dilated eyes

The sewer will anaethetize

Will anaethetize

Will anaethetize

Anaethetize

Anaethetize