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Текст песни "Maybe When I Die Then I'll Meet Elvis" |
 Yeah
Slippin' the vein
Gimme the vein
And give me the
Bitches and birds
And maggots ?
And what the fuck
In a lifeline
People do it all the time
Scary shit that I face
So it's gonna make another enemy
So it's gonna make another friend of me
Take, take, take all you can
Cos a message from God
And it's another dead man
Maybe when I die then I'll meet Elvis
Til then i'll never know
Maybe then I'll get an explanation
Til then i'll never know
Scrapin' the trap
And gimme the crap
And wanted just
It's easy to hear
I'm getting it dear
It's ludicrous
In the air
In the downtown parking lot
Parties are always found
Someone had to call to make an enemy
Someone had to call to make a friend of me
And if it's dead and it's run out of uses
The only way to get rid of excuses
Maybe when I die then I'll meet Elvis
Til then i'll never know
Maybe then I'll get an explanation
Til then i'll never know
Yeah
Four more times to say
And here we go again
Speakin' new waves
Who the hell knows
The difference
And whether it is
And whether it's not
It isn't it
Either way the same can't be said
But the millions of the holy dead
Why would anybody want an enemy
Why would anybody get a vasectomy
Cutting it off
And get another to last
But if you wanna be someone
You gotta be someone
Maybe when I die then I'll meet Elvis
Til then i'll never know
Maybe then I'll get an explanation
Til then i'll never know
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