You got a makeshift 666 on the back of your skull
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The birds and the bees don't come around no more
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It's just too bad your honey pot dried up
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Now frustration ends in fistacuffs
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Sit at home all alone
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It's Friday night but your Magic Snake
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don't slither no more
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Fantasies can turn to nightmares
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You gotta houseful of memories
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but a house just ain't a home
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Stay in if you wanna but your hunger ain't into leaving
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You got a want that don't seem to want a go
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Slip out and see what seeds you sow
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Kinda hard to beat the slump, the slump don't let you grow
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Sit at home all alone
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It's Friday night but your Magic Snake
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don't want to play outside, no
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Sit at home all alone
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It's Friday night but your Magic Snake
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don't slither no more
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When you was on the scene
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before you fell behind the beat
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Nobody could say a thing
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Now you're incomplete
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It's a fall few feel at all
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Get back in the ring
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And numb to the sting
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Oh yeah
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I've watched you slide downhill
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seen you take your spills
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But turn this shit around
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And get your fill
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I know you've got the balls
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So get yourself back in the ring
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Your Snake don't wanna bite
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Your Snake don't wanna bite
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Your Snake don't wanna bite
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Your Snake don't wanna bite
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Sit at home all alone
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It's Friday night but your Magic Snake
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don't want to play outside, no
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Sit at home all alone
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It's Friday night but your Magic Snake
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don't slither no more
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It don't slither no more
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Magic Snake
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Danko Jones |