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Register My Firearms? No Way!

アーティスト:The Russian Futurists 

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The one thing hunting has slowly showed me Is to stay stealth and to lay real low key The ground is cold and the woods are lonely And patience pays off and aim is so key The one thing angling's been wrangling from me Is keep what you catch or you'll go hungry and The rocks and rains are the pains that stung me It's feast or famine out in the country Your bed's made, lie down, find out what is missing here And ask yourself if things are getting crystal clear 'Cause love is thick and life's a loaded pistol, dear So cock that hammer back and then just disappear And you're bed ridden, head's hidden in the sand The match gets lit and it's still singeing your hand And you're bed ridden, head's hidden in the sand The match gets lit and it's still singeing your hand You sit back with a lit match fuming Lights out in a pitch black room and You sit back with a lit match burning A dead start with the wheels still turning You sit back with a lit match fuming Lights out in a pitch black room and You sit back with a lit match drowning A dead start with the pistons


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