Roll my tape Ooh, ooh, ooh
Thirty days... Anyone doin' that one? I'm doin' that one
30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole
all right all right all right all right, yeah
Chicago Green, talkin' 'bout Black Lebanese A dirty room and a silver coke spoon Give me my release, come on Black napalese, it's got you weak in your knees Sneeze some dust that you got buzzed on You know it's hard to believe
30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole That's what they give you 30 days in the hole I know
Newcastle Brown, I'm tellin' you, it can sure smack you down Take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor It's got your head spinnin' round If you live on the road, well there's a new highway code You take the urban noise with some dirt with poison It's gonna lessen your load
30 days in the hole That's what they give you now 30 days in the hole Oh, yeah 30 days in the hole All right, all right 30 days in the hole
What you doin' boy? You here for 30 days Get, get, get your long hair cut And cut out your ways
Black napalese, it got you weak in your knees Gonna sneeze some dust that you got busted on You know it's so hard to please Newcastle Brown can sure smack you down You take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor You know you're jailhouse-bound
30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole Oh, yeah 30 days in the hole 30 days, 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole
-------------------- WDYWFM? I just want full access damnit Rono he hate me... I'm going to be reading every post that you make...and anything that even remotely offends me is going to get your ass banned. How you like 'dem apples asshole?
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Opeth - Blackwater Park
Confessor Of the tragedies in man Lurking in the core of us all The last dying call for the everlost Brief encounters, bleeding pain Lepers coiled neath the trees Dying men in bewildered soliloquys Perversions bloom round the bend Seekers, lost in their quest Ghosts of friends frolic under the waning moon It is the year of death Wielding his instruments Stealth sovereign reaper Touching us with ease Infecting the roots in an instant Burning crop of disease I am just a spectator An advocate documenting the loss Fluttering with conceit This doesn't concern me yet Still far from the knell Taunting their bereavement Mod round the dead Point fingers at the details Probing vomits for more Caight in unbridled suspense We have all lost it now Catching the flakes of dismay Born the travesty of man Regular pulse midst pandemonium You're plucked to the mass Parched with thirst for the wicked Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark The sun sets forever over Blackwater park
------ Download this song, it is the greatest song to rock out to.
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