Cheff Vs WLD_OTZ

Drivin that train High on Cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed. Peace

 
If you wanna get down, get down on the ground.. cocaine... 

 
I'm a fast movin' baby I can show you around
I got so much cocaine ain't never comin' down
Snortin' whiskey and drinkin' cocaine
Got this feelin' I'm gonna drive that girl insane

 
Been fueling up on cocaine and whisky
Wish I had a good girl to miss me
Lord, I wonder if I'll ever change my ways

 
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me,
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy.
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane.

 
I can't take any more illicit drugs
I can't afford any artificial joy
I'd sure look like a fool dead in a ditch somewhere
With a mind full of chemicals
Like some cheese eating high school boy

 
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall,
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call.

 
Nah, teacher don't you fill me up with your rule
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

 
What do you think the teacher will look like this year

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No more pencils, no more books
No more teachers, dirty looks
Out for summer, out 'til fall
We might not come back at all

 
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave those kids alone

 
Last Dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the paaaaaaaaaiin. Peace

 
He is the painkiller
This is the painkiller
Wings of steel painkiller
Deadly wheels painkiller

 
C'mon pretty baby, kiss me
C'mon pretty baby, kiss me
C'mon pretty baby, kiss me deadly

 
Hit me, you can't hurt me
Suck my kiss
Kiss me, please pervert me
Stick with this
Is she talking dirty?
Give to me sweet sacred bliss
Your mouth was made to suck my kiss

 
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
You better make sure you put me in my place!

Hit me with your best shot...
C'mon!

 
In that small town, That's probably where they'll bury me. Peace

 
Scarecrow on a wooden cross blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm

 
Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree

 
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