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Diesel

With diesel power Blows your mind drastically, fantastically Blows your mind drastically, fantastically Blows your mind drastically, fantastically Blows your mind drastically, fanta We spun back rewind-diesel

it doesn't make you a slut 'cause baby you can fuck whomever you want it just makes it more complicated but thats a lot of sex thats sixty-four dicks

Born in the Hills Beverly in '63 / Only son of a rich mom and dad / But dad was a jerk and mom did not work, it drove him mad / When mom and dad died,

here i am all alone again with the tv glow and the sound of the trains rumbling and after pushing the smoke from my lungs the late night applause derails

Got a friend who's small in size A fucked up afro is his only disguise Him and Jason, they play the guitar If they could find a drummer they would go

You used to sing to me / Threw fits of irony / Before the war between the Spanish and Americans / You used to wear my clothes / And read to me from those

I'm twenty four, I don't own a tie I don't have a job and I love to get = high my hairline's receding, I'm getting a gut I love to jerk off and I = love

you can try to break my spirit but my core is way too strong your words ring harsh your sentiment unkind unbridled rage can't topple this acropolis bored

Hola Senor / Please pour me one more / I can still feel my fingers / I've only stumbled in / For a tonic and gin / And some hurt in the morning / So turn