revolver - raise hell lyrics
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his spit is worth more than her work
p-ss tha purse to the pugilists
he’s a prizefighter
he bought rings and he owns kin
and now he’s swingin’
and now he’s the champion
hey revolver, don’t mothers make
good fathers ?
revolver
a spotless domain
hides festering hopes she’s certain thre’s more
pictures of fields without fences
her body numbs as he approaches the door
hey revolver, don’t mothers make
good fathers ?
revolver
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