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Lars Frederiksen The Bastards Viking

Well how do you do My name is Lars im from Cambell california you might know that by now im of danish decent for that im proud see my father was a nomad

big danny cleaned up the mess that he left as he explained it to me well he wept and he wept he said ' IT DONT MAKE NO FUCKIN' SENSE!' he told me ' little lars

[Originally By Anti-Nowhere League] For you...I shall give We laugh..but no-one's laughing We kiss..and no-one cares So we shout..but no-one's listening

[Originally by The Blasters] Marie-Marie, playin' guitar on the back porch I sit in my car Oh, while she sings so sad, Marie-Marie Marie-Marie, it's

murder mainlining murder baby i'll creep in your room when your not there i'll creep in your head i'll creep in your bed and your walls will be stained

the palms, I was raised by bikers. Got a friend in Quenton another in Rykers. At the age of 21 Rancid Punx, well I'm a lifer. There will be an autercation

Well how do you do My name is lars im from Cambell california you might know that by now im of danish decent for that im proud see my father was a nomad

boys Bastards play street punk rock and roll We're bad boys, yea and we're back in town with D-Hodge at the wheel and Tim A. witht he sound We're bastards

services rendered and the fear is delivered and the chemical weapons are concealed in another BLIND AMBITION BLIND AMBITION BLIND AMBITION BLIND AMBITION