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quarta-feira, 27 de agosto de 2014

Running Wild - Mr. Deadhead





Mr. Deadhead
Running Wild

Brainless and narrow minded, a blockhead all the way 
Prejudice's your religion, your maxim's to betray 
Evil and overbearing, stupid cupidity 
A mean and rotten racist, your fall is what I foresee

Tunes of hate, dirty lies and prate 
Envy is poisoning your soul 
Evil blood, you try to hatch a plot 
But you'll never reach your goal

Mr. Deadhead, venomous toad 
Mr. Deadhead, your soul will rot 
Mr. Deadhead, habitual liar 
Mr. Deadhead, hate's your desire

A slave to evilness, you'll face the truth 
No more venom-lies, you will pay your dues 
Hatred ate your heart, tearing your soul apart 
The devil veils your soul with eternal dark

Tunes of hate, dirty lies and prate 
Envy is poisoning your soul 
Evil blood, you try to hatch a plot 
But you'll never reach your goal

Mr. Deadhead, venomous toad 
Mr. Deadhead, your soul will rot 
Mr. Deadhead, habitual liar 
Mr. Deadhead, hate's your desire

Brainless and narrow minded, a blockhead all the way 
Prejudice's your religion, your maxim's to betray 
Evil and overbearing, stupid cupidity 
A mean and rotten racist, your fall is what I foresee

Tunes of hate, dirty lies and prate 
Envy is poisoning your soul 
Evil blood, you try to hatch a plot 
But you'll never reach your goal

Mr. Deadhead, venomous toad 
Mr. Deadhead, your soul will rot 
Mr. Deadhead, habitual liar 
Mr. Deadhead, hate's your desire