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- Joseph
 
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- hard rock
- horror punk
 
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Wednesday 13 - Текст песни No Rabbit In The Hat
Beat my head against a wall
 If it wasn't for the blood I wouldn't it know it at all
 Smile at the camera with broken teeth
 Slit my wrists, say cheese and watch it bleed
 Well it's ghouls night out
 Creeps on parade
 Creatures of the night they serenade
 Penny for your thoughts
 Penny for your eyes
 I cross my fucking heart and I hope you die
 And I got an addiction to ammunition yeah yeah
 Well sticks and stones can break your bones
 But a 12 gauge sawn off
 Will blow your fucking head off
 No tricks up my sleeve
 No rabbit in the hat
 Blood on my hands
 A rat in the trap
 Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head
 Pull the trigger, bang bang
 Now you're dead
 Everything will be alright
 If I can just get out alive
 Guess I could pray if all else fails
 Even though it's bullshit
 But I might as well
 I'm runnin like a rat now through this maze
 With a bottle of booze and a hand grenade
 Screaming bloody mother at the top of my lungs
 It's a mother fucker but it sure is fun
 And I got an addiction to ammunition yeah yeah
 Well sticks and stones can break your bonesWednesday 13 - No Rabbit In The Hat - http://ru.motolyrics.com/wednesday-13/no-rabbit-in-the-hat-lyrics.html
 But a 12 gauge sawn off
 Will blow your fucking head off
 No tricks up my sleeve
 No rabbit in the hat
 Blood on my hands
 A rat in the trap
 Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head
 Pull the trigger, bang bang
 Now you're dead
 Ladies and gentlemen as you can see
 I have no tricks up my sleeve
 And there is certainly no rabbit in the hat
 And I got an addiction to ammunition yeah yeah
 Well sticks and stones can break your bones
 But a 12 gauge sawn off
 Will blow your fucking head off
 No tricks up my sleeve
 No rabbit in the hat
 Blood on my hands
 A rat in the trap
 Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head
 Pull the trigger, bang bang
 Now you're dead
 No tricks up my sleeve
 No rabbit in the hat
 Blood on my hands
 A rat in the trap
 Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head
 Pull the trigger, bang bang
 Now you're dead
 You're all dead












