Nick Nunziata
11-14-2003, 04:18 PM
RIGHT CLICK AND "SAVE AS"
THRONESTER (http://www.chud.com/demo/thronester.mp3)
I was aching, done so much fighting, I couldn’t stand the way that faces looked
Without a little knuckle action across the chin, baby check me out, check me
Bleed me dry, I’m awake but wandering
Wino showed me what it was, what I was missing
What it was, was face to face
Thank my stars I’m shaking hands with the Bishop of Battle
Raise it up, set yourself apart
We all get counted, we’re all reprimanded
Nine, nine, nine got me a niner
Shine, shine, shine got me a shiner
Paddywagon Carpal Tunnel Thronester Supervisor
Concrete disguise, your face hints of wreckage
Even clipped wings don’t keep a good bird grounded
What it was, was cheek to cheek
Be glad for the upbringing of fat and indifference
Eat it up, take a fistful of iron
We all get counted, we’re all reprimanded
Nine, nine, nine got me a niner
Shine, shine, shine got me a shiner
Paddywagon Carpal Tunnel Thronester Supervisor
Bleat it loud, Spyder’s got a brand new bag
I’m the owner of an ought-four Thronester
Half the world our passengers
RIGHT CLICK AND "SAVE AS"
THRONESTER (http://www.chud.com/demo/thronester.mp3)
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Intro:
Drums, Guitar - Steve
Bass - Nick
Thronester:
Guitar - John
Vocals - Nick
Drums, Bass - Steve
THRONESTER (http://www.chud.com/demo/thronester.mp3)
I was aching, done so much fighting, I couldn’t stand the way that faces looked
Without a little knuckle action across the chin, baby check me out, check me
Bleed me dry, I’m awake but wandering
Wino showed me what it was, what I was missing
What it was, was face to face
Thank my stars I’m shaking hands with the Bishop of Battle
Raise it up, set yourself apart
We all get counted, we’re all reprimanded
Nine, nine, nine got me a niner
Shine, shine, shine got me a shiner
Paddywagon Carpal Tunnel Thronester Supervisor
Concrete disguise, your face hints of wreckage
Even clipped wings don’t keep a good bird grounded
What it was, was cheek to cheek
Be glad for the upbringing of fat and indifference
Eat it up, take a fistful of iron
We all get counted, we’re all reprimanded
Nine, nine, nine got me a niner
Shine, shine, shine got me a shiner
Paddywagon Carpal Tunnel Thronester Supervisor
Bleat it loud, Spyder’s got a brand new bag
I’m the owner of an ought-four Thronester
Half the world our passengers
RIGHT CLICK AND "SAVE AS"
THRONESTER (http://www.chud.com/demo/thronester.mp3)
------------------------------------------------------------------
Intro:
Drums, Guitar - Steve
Bass - Nick
Thronester:
Guitar - John
Vocals - Nick
Drums, Bass - Steve