PROPS GO TO: mattR
D A D G
This old town's, filled with sin, it'll swallow you in
if you've got, some money to burn
D A D G
Take it home, right away, you've got three years to pay
D A D
but satan. is waiting his turn
G A D
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poorhouse,
G D A
it seems like this whole town's insane.
On the thirty-first floor,
D G D
A gold plated door, won't keep out,
the lords burning reign.
The scientists say, it'll all wash away, but we don't believe it anymore.
cause we got , our recruits and our green mo hare suits so please show
your ID at the door.
A friend, came around, tried to clean up this town, his ideas, made some people mad.
But he trusted his crowd, so he spoke right out loud, and they lost, the best friend
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