Junkenstein by Wildhearts
White boy, white lie, two faced dead guy
Too lust for life to die along with it
Take it, talk it, comb that carpet
Pull on the bone and chaser in secret
Golden slumber, golden slumber
Too weak to lift the rock youÂ're under
We know where youÂ've been
And we know what youÂ're buying
YouÂ're pissing on friends
And still you deny it
Fine, fine Junkenstein
Keep it up son
Take a look at what you could of won
Low count, pissjoy, wet back, pin boy
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