lyrics
He can’t help himself,
With nothing to lose,
And loyalty means nothing,
When he has to choose.
No he can’t help himself,
These girls are just as bad,
And I wonder,
How many sluts does this village have?
They’re all so gross,
What a horrid place,
This incest holds no grace.
What’s wrong with this town?
Please leave me out,
Cos this isn’t my home,
No this aint my home,
What’s wrong with these people?
I’m not like them,
And I won’t follow,
No I will not.
She can’t help herself,
All self-respect has gone,
If she didn’t fuck everything,
She could have been the one.
She slept around the town,
Betraying what were friends,
Now how does this sound?
This sounds like the end.
They’re all so wrong,
It’s sickening,
To think he touched her.
Are you really that desperate, you don’t care who you hurt?
Are you really that desperate, you don’t care who you hurt?
There’s only one in this place, with a heart of gold.
There’s only cock in this place, for your punk ass hoes.
credits
from
Live Session 2012,
released November 19, 2012
Lyrics by Robert Doran & Sam Brooks
Music by Cheating Jack Ketch
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