Bastard

I got a message for the paster
Dogs and the docs in the casket for the master
She looking sad what's the matter
I done been gone before the crown hit the land sir
What a tragic waste of matter

Shit okay uh
I got a message for the pastor
Dogs and docs in the casket for the master
The folks are sad what's the matter
The boys been gone but should of been there faster
Now what tragic waste of Matter
His black curly hair matched the fit and the banter
Vanished right before the eyes
Double take looking twice they couldn't see the boys demise
Liz was the only one in mind

Okay yeah
Tired of all the laughter the boy was gone the man had come
And in the boots there was the master
The man behind it all MrBastard the one the only thelegend27 of disaster

How'd you know
Got me fucking running slow
Muffled on the floor
Caught me running running from the door
Scraped up like a whore
Simmer down listen up
Always rattled up like a snore
Look into my mind of war
Aw shit



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Writer(s): Nikki Sixx
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