"Saturday Night Super Hero\ Thunderthighs" genre: Doom/Stoner Metal
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	Choirboys hone their stoner groove!
	CD: Hell's Choir   Label: Choirloft Records Credits: Written Eddie Black
	Lyrics I looked at Her and I damn near died Her breath smelled like an open grave- Her Pussy cyanide I'm Corralled like an animal on a farm The Bitch Fell asleep on my arm gotta get away 'fore she opens her eyes Thunderthighs.... The sun burns my eyes I gotta get outta here Another fix caused by too much beer Trapped like a rat I feel like a fool She lays on her pillow soaked in drool gotta get away 'fore she opens her eyes Thunderthighs.... Saturday night superhero I'm drunk again I made an ass out of myself at the bar I followed me an extra large bitch home I think I've gone too far. I gotta get away Anhuiser Busch tagged me again bad case of brown bottle flu Broke a promise I was keepin' to myself such an easy thing to do I'll never do it again I'll never do it again I'll never do it again At least not till the next time..yeah! gotta get away 'fore she opens her eyes Thunderthighs....

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