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salt - dead kelly lyrics

they’ll strip ya talent like the paint off a valiant
there is nothing valiant than gettin people’s hopes and dreams and f*cking it
these c*nts see you as revenue
work your *rs* off then they’ll f*cking take a sh*t on you

they’ll ride you like a filly in the fifth at flemington
now you’re having smoko with codeine and a lamington
these f*ckers are in it to win it
so don’t think for a minute they won’t tear up your contract and bin it
who’s gonna pay back your debt
you rented a hi*ace, this c*nt owns a corvette
flip you like two up
likе your pockets spewed up

stanlеy knife what’s the range? i’ve got this bloodsucker in my sight
i can smell him on the wind the scent is strong
armani and panic

f*ck around in the bush you get bitten
f*ck around in the scrub you get stung
the leeches are out to feed
we are the salt on you c*nts

dinners with hob kn*bs to give you a sell
come home from a tour you can’t feed yourself
(what the f*ck)
everyone seems to make money but the band
now you’re screeding concrete and it’s cash in hand
ya thinking about what went wrong
while some talentless pig gets his *rs* l!cked in hong kong
exploit you because you’re creative
no wonder you’re jaded
f*ck around in the bush you get bitten
f*ck around in the scrub you get stung
the leeches are out to feed
we are the salt on you c*nts
f*ck around in the bush you get bitten
f*ck around in the scrub you get stung
the leeches are out to feed
we are the salt on you c*nts
we are the salt on you c*nts

your bmw doesn’t mean f*ck all out here
your suit is torn and your face is gripped with fear
righto pinecone i see him
he’s right through those trees there mate
take the shot
take the shot
take the f*cking shot
take the shot
orr f*cken got him ay

calm down mate it’s almost over
stanley knife got the blade for the ones you f*cked over
and stood over for the cash in the clout
reckon it’s f*cken time that you feed us now

f*ck around in the bush you get bitten
f*ck around in the scrub you get stung
the leeches are out to feed
we are the salt on you c*nts
f*ck around in the bush you get bitten
f*ck around in the scrub you get stung
now it’s our time to feed
we are the salt on you c*nts
hey stanley knife chuck us some of that rich fatty backstrap
here ya go
tastes f*cken good ay
f*ck yer
don’t need no salt though
cause we are the f*cken salt

orrr i’m f*cken full as a goog ay
might need a lie down

- dead kelly lyrics

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