"Shotgun"  Parental Advisory genre: Power Metal
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	4 piece metal band from northern California
	CD: A Snowball's Chance in Hell
	Lyrics A. Dark Swarm broods, Flattens Hoods, Calm to fall, See how they crawl Mechanic, Bruise and stick, Greasy hand, See the dirt man Loosened string, Holds your wing, Set for life, Hear the beat wife Fragile cock, Stuck in hock, Let it down, Hear how dead sounds B.(2X) It smells in its force, It rakes its recourse, Defile some insert, stay on the alert C. They're gonna look at you, They're gonna laugh some too, How'll you kill em when they're done (with a shotgun) Its gonna hurt your ears, Its gonna conjure fears, Could you make it even more fun (with a shotgun) That's gonna stop you cold, That's gonna crush your fold, What's the way to kill the scum (with a shotgun) Who's gonna fuck your plan, Who's gonna kill the man, Can we steal the very last crumb (with a shotgun) D. Sick, isn't it a trick, could it be its gone, are we all that long, Hit, driven to a fit, any other face, find a brand new place. Haze, structure that is razed, split up by the crown, now they're going down Face, weakening the brace, bearing down on you, soon you'll feel it too, E. Stomped in my head, rash from the lead, stirring the sound, stuck in the merry go round,,,,,, F. So you're fresh out of self control, don't let it get you down Washed away and sadly sold, It's just a small town Safe to say your demons fly, they'll soar to the moon Confiscate a patient eye, It looks into your room The day can sweep you by so quick, Could be senseless now It seems bullshit is getting thick, time to kill the cow Face to face with enemies, They claim to love you Watch the trend of the seventies; It wants its cocaine too G. (2x) Fall right on your nose bust blood on the wall never make it end less complicated Tied into the rock where the vulture feeds It'll take your bowels and eat feverishly whore laughs in the bed drives chills up your neck sends spines to your feet just give it up Staff length is a draw set into a spleen fucked out of a knife ripped in a saint H.(2x) Where's everyone going what's happening Why's everything dying who's killing it So you're the next culprit what a nice excuse Now its time to fit and your gonna lose I. My Shot, gun Solves prob, lems Makes them bleed Down their fac, es

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