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taste the floor - razor lyrics

all the pool hall, hustling dough
i’ll beat the panzies and then i’ll go
out to the bar, to pick a fight
main some redneck then hit the night
why am i always in a mood like this
i don’t know, ain’t no psychiatrist
this nagging feeling, that i’ve got won’t quit
i feel no pain and i don’t give a sh-t

left, right, fight-taste the floor
two, four, move-out the door

music magazines with f-gs on the front
they dress like women, their message is blunt
they make their money, but they’re doing it wrong
kissing -ss and writing radio songs
bying their records and seeing their shows
the general public likes their panty hose
i’m not as younged as i used to be
but i’ll still be thrashing at a hundred and three
(you’ll see)
but they think i’m psycho, they think i’m deranged
i wear my leather, but i’m not that strange
i walk the streets but i hate what i see
like a book by it’s cover, they’re judging me
(f-ck off!)

- razor lyrics

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