Saskatchewatch from Domestic Blood by The Great American Beast

Lyrics:

Oh, no!
Here he comes
Through the front door of the apartment
The walls crumble
The tables turn
The picture of his right eye hung upon the wall
Oh, no!
He's gonna get em'
Oh, no!
With fabrication

We have shotguns and dynamite
We're ecstatic to wave goodbye
And let the fuse run down to die

He's dressed in drag
Because we all cast riddikulus
He's dressed in drag
And he looks so rad

Don't go near
His hidden lair
He's always near
With his broken-down old soul
He knows that if it's gold
Then he can mold
The next hope into the shape of
Dollar signs and bank accounts

So bring the matches and we'll burn the temple down
We'll let the gas can hit the floor and watch it spill out
Scream baby, burn as the monster shouts
And laugh as our coins rain down

Death will appear in the form of signing out
You'll be left with a few notes in the trash can
And a wish to drown

What is that god-awful old-fashioned music you wrote down?
What is that god-awful picture you paint of yourself?

Get sexy, kids!

Mad cowbell
A Lugosi
World is on
Firefly is my favorite
Song of the
Southwest airlines
On which I hang my clothes on out to dry

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