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Our Filthy Swagger

by The Vaudevillianaires

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Devil's Finger On a cocaine highway, we're a hit and run In a dirty bathroom...with a loaded gun... I'm Mickey Rourke in the bar room, I'm the sound of the band I'm the smell on Steve McQueen's fingers gunning your Mustang bridge Look around at night time, baby I'm an electric vulture, circling overhead Running with the space wolves – leading them to the dead There's a river of love, babe, running down my thigh You got some in your hair...you got some in your eye bridge chorus I want to start a fire and I want to watch it burn My hands are aching with desire Just to make your engine turn Baby you're so violent, baby you're a disease Baby you're the walking dead, you just do what you please There's a river of love, babe, running down my thigh You got some in your hair...you got some in your eye bridge chorus
2.
Denial 04:17
DENIAL You've got problems I've got mine You got your pussy cat claws entangled in my balls of twine You've got excuses I've got time Your lips are poisonous, baby, but they taste like wine Wild child...denial... You've got lovers I've got drugs I've got everything about you nailed, babe, except your love You've got your body I want it all You should probably be against the law, but you're against a wall... (Come to papa...) You're only honest when you lie You're only happy when you cry You're only flying when you're high You're only living trying to die I hear the ringing of your bells I like the way your sugar smells I like to cheat at show and tell I know denial all too well... You've got demons And so do I Sometimes the worst part of searching, baby, is what you'll find
3.
YOUR FILTHY SWAGGER (RACE HELL) I fell prey to your filthy swagger Bled my heart on your poisoned dagger I got high on Russian lager, Cheap cocaine and pent up anger I got down with your dirty boogie If only you weren't so good lookin' Thought I was safe but I'd mistaken Built for speed and bitch was bookin' To race hell, You gotta race hell Oooh, you gotta race hell You don't even really like me, you don't even really care You just want to really incite me, you don't even know my name I got with you in your sweaty jungle Got reduced to a meth-crazed mumble You're a riot, baby, I'm a rumble Take a spin, baby, take a tumble Quicksand Jesus, I'm slowly sinking Don't what the hell I'm thinking Once again been reduced to drinking Finger bangin' and hot sex stinkin'
4.
SNAKE RIGHTEOUS The war ship's in transit, the sins are all intrinsic This vampire's a liar, the bleeding's in the pyre The war child's been riled, this restless boy's grown wild It's sonic, bubonic, it's your land mine, get down on it Caught in the crossfire Stuck in the quagmire Trapped in the corner, come out swinging and hit like a man Cum in your own blood Caked in the cold mud Just close your tired eyes and die like a man And the world is burning down This viper's snake righteous, that monkey feels no lighter Scars burning, world turning, the hunger becomes yearning On impact, pain intact, cold reason just what you lack It's sonic, bubonic, it's your land mine, get down on it Caught in the crossfire Stuck in the quagmire Trapped in the corner, come out swinging and hit like a man Choke on your own blood Caked in the cold mud Just close your tired eyes and die like a man
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Fight Song 04:17
FIGHT SONG When you see the shore and you want it gone When it's time to go but you don't want to go home Time rolls in and washes you away Your utter rejects but the essence stays Are you going to help the fallen down? Going to help the fallen, lend a hand to the down trodden Who'll help the weak if not a humble meek man A helping hand will form a fist to rise against Fight! Fight! Now that I've helped you it's time to help me too Let's start an army resist the system like a cyst Create a burden like the bleeding from a fresh cut wrist Fight a war, the violence will never win Are you going to help the fallen down?
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Firing Lines 04:33
Crossing the line, spread your cards out across the table Try to survive, you can try baby if you're able All you peephole backseat people (Step to the front!) All you lazy racist people (Step to the front!) All you steeple drone bee people (Step to the front!) All you three piece hate peace people (Step to the front!) Towing a lie, there's no way any of us are stable Firing lines, spread your poison across the table All you peephole backseat people (Step to the front!) All you lazy racist people (Step to the front!) All you steeple drone bee people (Step to the front!) All you three piece hate peace people (Step to the front!) What have we done? What have we done? Justice is blind and you can't lead when you wear sheep's clothing, yeah! Crossing the line, you can try to erase the loathing, yeah! bridge chorus
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FALL OUT BABY! Left my lover on the streets of a Saigon For a hooker of a looker down in Hong Kong Sold my soul for the chorus of a bad song Tick-a Tick-a Tick-a Tick-a Tick-a Time Bomb My lover left me in the gutter with a nose bleed With a rocket in my pocket of some bomb weed Up for days, up for lays, up for good speed Every dog has its day and its bad deeds Drop thy payload, baby! Taste thy fall out, baby!

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released July 10, 2013

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