Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms
In these worn out jeans i got the motherfucking charms
Alcohol tobacco and firearms
I can take on anyone here never mind the shaking hands
Drove 14 to Erath but a tree fell in my path
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
I don't have no home, a girl is hanging on my arm
Alcohol tobacco and firearms
Someone might be after me, nevermind the goddam law
I don't want no trouble this is not what i'm here for
Hey don't wanna be on the run no more
But it is all i know
Hey i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
Maybe it's not smart to light a candle standing in gasoline
But my land is a graveyard of cliches that's making a scene
Bloody guillotine that hasn't tasted blood of the guilty for far too long
I hold fear as lifestyle and believe sickness is an art form
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
Alcohol tobacco and firearms
I can take on anyone here never mind the shaking hands
Drove 14 to Erath but a tree fell in my path
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
I don't have no home, a girl is hanging on my arm
Alcohol tobacco and firearms
Someone might be after me, nevermind the goddam law
I don't want no trouble this is not what i'm here for
Hey don't wanna be on the run no more
But it is all i know
Hey i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
It'll only disappoint
Maybe it's not smart to light a candle standing in gasoline
But my land is a graveyard of cliches that's making a scene
Bloody guillotine that hasn't tasted blood of the guilty for far too long
I hold fear as lifestyle and believe sickness is an art form
Hey I don't wanna calm down no more
But we can flip the coin
No, i don't wanna get up no more
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Writer(s): николай артамонов
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