I've got a ticket t-t-t-t-t-to Hell Oh papa papa ooh ooh ooh well well I've got a ticket t-t-t-t-t-to Hell Sold into slavery We'll suffer for all our
gotta get high today Tell my folks dont cry for me, just ride for me And scream "free me" Fuck about some bunkshots, and what knots And altitudes, my
leaving grind and grit and granite winding the second hand towards the finding of tablets for derelicts and martyrs puppeteers and marauders juggernaughts and argonaughts who are sparking irons to butter into
Ezekiel Young from Salt Lake city about two years ago And he told me he was single and we hit it off right away So, we started living together He'd go
I live in a town called Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole
wanted to go home again. Either way they always wanted to show off a few of their stunts. We'd go swooping along the rivers doing loop do loops and baby ###080152. And
my hands I can't let go And when the hard rain falls Whatever you may say There's no hiding in this jungle You just can't run away And I'm sorry when
the Dixie Dog Get a number 3 and a Coke float Make the drag, then later on We'll head down to the cove Back up the Pickup, right up to the lake And
I live in a town called millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole
and freeze the blood Sorry, Mr. Pain, Sorry Mr. Pain We go nude without warning, oh sorry Mr. Pain Sorry Mr. Pain, we dive deep down in icelakes and
Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains Deserted and dead it declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood from its veins and
my chuck taylors days stay lays devine, look in the eyes of a rap gad laced with rhyme, and its a felony, and its in druthers what they tellin' me, and
lake, Said Adam Gorman to his men, "We must some castle take!" "And what brave castle shall we take, My merry men and me? We will go strait to Towie
