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アーティスト:The Burning Hell  アルバム:Public Library 

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Our sports team won a game of sports on the weekend And the city went insane of course we did Set a bus and a couple of cop cars on fire Victory smells like burning tires I've had a passion for the game Since I was a little kid My mittens lit up like a menorah in the desert The paramedic was a one-eyed former vet As she peeled away the wool and the skin A sergeant appeared to my great chagrin Said it looks like we have caught you As red-handed as it gets You call it a riot, I call it a celebration You call it violence, I call it an altercation Tomato, tomato, they're two different fruits completely Don't take the good times away from me Jail was not exactly like the movies I befriended a shy con artist named Douglas the Duck We played poker with paper we pretended was cash


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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