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I have been told what to do all my life

Treated like a fool, tricked like a child
I can't take the job anymore

Everything about it is such a bore

Tongue's off, jaws opened wide

Swallowing up or spitting it out

Got buck teeth just for color green

Like a freshly-crowned maiden queen

Easy to find easy actions

Anywhere near drugstores or gas stations
Got itches from cheap wine stains

breath would never taste the same

I deal with the zeal of police officers in uniform

They're checking out my ability to perform
Just behind the rocking chair factory
Where there's enough people on their knees

There's a street where all the sweet sixteen

Get all juiced up on adrenaline
Every night, there's a guy asking me why

There's is such a heavy traffic line

"Don't you get rolling-stoned
with you five inches bone"
But when it's his turn to lick,
I play with the fingertip
I give him lipstick traces on the mechanic

He freezes, stands still like a robot freak

I blow out the filter with maximum air pressure

Roll up my sleeves and shake up my fur
Tongue's off, jaws opened wide

Swallowing up or spitting it out

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from French Rock'n'Roll Anthology Nightmare - Preview, released April 13, 2022
Violon - Hugo Van Rechem
Recorded & Mixed by Too Much Class

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Too Much Class Saint Ismier, France

Two brothers who are coming down from French Mountains to provide to the world the legacy of their Elder Voodoo Alpes Masters through a highly sweating Rough Pop.

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