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Harelip - Tomahawk

"I am the harelip Give me one more kiss We'll have a mardi gras on deserted streets Fingers and forceps Raw meat and muzak The bubbles in the wine keep the nerves dead I was awake all through the surgery The"

Harlem Clowns - Tomahawk

""I don't know how to read notes..." "The Cars, Herbie Hancock, Bonnie Tyler, Stevie Nicks, Men At Work, ZZ Top, Paul McCartney and Michael Jackson, Weird Al Yankovic, Cyndi Lauper, Pink Floyd, the Pretenders,"

Aktion F1413 - Tomahawk

"Basic principles of hand-to-hand combat: 1. Be aggressive 2. Keep your eyes on the opponent 3. Distract the opponent 4. Disable or be Disabled I see what you do I keep on my way through I'll see what"

Harlem Clown - Tomahawk

""I don't know how to read notes...". "The Cars, Herbie Hancock, Bonnie Tyler, Stevie Nicks, Men At Work, ZZ Top, Paul McCartney and Michael Jackson, Weird Al Yankovic, Cyndi Lauper, Pink Floyd, the Pretenders,"

Flashback - Tomahawk

"Flashback The dolls, the hide and seek We dreamed of better things In the tall weeds I rolled with you Flashback Silhouette of the memory You're eyes are getting heavy And when I speak You sleep on cue 3,"

101 North - Tomahawk

"Hitch a ride, hitch a ride Eagles swirl and they pick up the bones I'll shut you down like a bank on a Sunday The engine has no stories to tell Because there's no-one to tell 'em to The last drugstore"

Point And Click - Tomahawk

"Them scumbags Them faghags Short eyes Dope dealers Drive-bys Faith healers I'll be there Far away I'm floating above it all Be there I'll be there far away I'll be there for you I'll prove the holy road"

God Hates A Coward - Tomahawk

"I'll sow my seeds with a metric grosse No footsteps go beyond it I'll eat the dirt Where the rooster crows Fresh rodeos, behold it Check your pulse in your teardrops Make you a cyclops Breakin' the branches"

Pop 1 - Tomahawk

"Something's wrong today I cross the barricade The police lines evaporate What will I do with all this empty space Seas part for my parade Traffic stops to give me right of way How will I fill all this"

Sweet Smell Of Success - Tomahawk

"You've got to be the one Smile of porcelain Bullet holes in your tongue Plexiglass bones Dough of angel's breath The eyes of a mannequin Put on a hell of a show Solid gold Fresh young face King of a lovely"

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