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I Don't Like Blood - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"Rootin' for the egg to drop I can't wait to get down Spread 'em for the period cop I can't wait to get down Me and my carnivorous mouth Just can't wait to get down Like a bloodhound headin' south"

I Dunno - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"Hey! Someone asked if I was straight or gay Hey! Someone asked if I would drink the very next day I wanna keep all doors ajar What differs a pub from a bar? Hey! Is moustaches a thing of today?"

I Never Touched Her - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"I was going out with crazy Jimmy He was already drunk and stoned We found a cheap bar in the city His girlfriend was with us too Oh no, hey boy I never touched her For god sake I'm an honourable"

I Was A Teenage Pretty Boy - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"I was a pretty boy it lasted for a minute then the mirror cracked I gotta blame it on the sunshine blame it on the good times blame it on the boogie I was a teenage pretty boy teenage pretty boy,"

Into The Pit - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"Standin' on the brink of bliss Standin' on the brink couldn't give a piss Kickin' myself in the head Kickin' myself until thee I wed I'm fallin' Head over heels Into the pit Felicity was the game"

Jag - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"Jag, jag, jag, jag, jag, jag Jag, jag, jag, jag, jag, jag Till 100% Ja, jag r ju s st "r det bsta som hnt "r mycket bttre n du Har sjlvtillit Har sjlvrespekt Lider av sjlvkritik Sjlvklart! Svenskans"

Kristina Ax - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"Tiggare kan ingen vara I moder Kristinas barnaskara Fr om du r en riktigt svag en Fr du tillhra tiggarna i hagen Fy fan, ditt jvla svin Fittan Axn-Olin Fy fan Gubben Axn-Olin k hem Faschisten"

Louder Than God - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"Got my mind set on a brand new revolution Set my mind straight for a brand new constitution The Lord is here with a mic in his hand The second comin's gonna be Louder - louder than God Louder -"

Me Male - You Lunch - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"I need a change of pace think I'll start with your barbecued face Stop me if you can I'll have your toes in the fryin' pan I dine with a touch of class remember that when I chew your ass Yummy yummy"

Midlife Riot - Henry Fiat's Open Sore

"Grow up, go to school Graduate, superior fool Leave home, find your own Pay the rent, get a loan Dating girls, shop around Find a wire, tie the knot Grow som kids Family man, what a life Very nice"

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