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Two headed dog two headed dog,
I've been working in the Kremlin,
With a two-headed dog.
Peace brought back brought back,
Relaxed be nyet brought back,
Did you dry her out,
Wind her out like jerky?
To me she's healed don't attack.
Children nailed to the cross,
Pain does not look our hell,
Certainly is not a spell,
Sweet waste from hell.
Winds are quiet in the night,
Her body just blows messiah,
Sickening sweet sight left and right,
Is all right does not please my appetite.
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Attitude
01:44
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Attitude,
You've got some fucking attitude,
I can't believe what you say to me,
You've got some attitude.
Inside your feeble brain there's probably a whore,
If you don't shut your mouth you're going to feel the floor.
Attitude,
The one you've got oh baby attitude,
The one you've got oh baby attitude,
Attitude.
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18 And Life
06:19
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Ricky was a young boy, he had a heart of stone,
Lived nine to five and worked his fingers to the bone,
Just barely out of school, came from the edge of town,
Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down.
He had no money, no good at home,
He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone.
Eighteen and life you got it, eighteen and life to go,
Your crime is time and its eighteen and life to go.
Tequila in his heartbeat, his veins burned gasoline,
It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean,
They said he liked adventure, Ricky's a wild one,
He married into trouble had a courtship with a gun.
Bang bang, shoot 'em up, the party never ends,
But you can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend.
'Accidents can happen,' they all heard Ricky say,
Fired his six-shot to the wind and blew that child away.
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Mother
03:27
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Mother, tell your children not to walk my way,
Tell your children not to hear my words,
What they mean, what they say.
Mother, can you keep them in the dark for life,
Can you hide them from the waiting world?
Oh Mother.
Father, gonna take your daughter out tonight,
Gonna show her my world,
Oh Father.
Not about to see your light,
Well if you wanna find hell with me,
I can show you what it's like,
Till you're bleeding.
Mother, tell your children not to hold my hand,
Tell you children not to understand.
Mother.
Father, do you want to bang heads with me,
Do you want to fear everything?
Father.
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Rock & Roll
03:49
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It's been a long time since I rock and rolled,
It's been a long time since I did the Stroll.
Ooh, let me get it back, let me get it back,
Let me get it back, baby, where I come from.
It's been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time.
It's been a long time since the book of love,
I can't count the tears of a life with no love.
Carry me back, carry me back,
Carry me back, baby, where I come from.
It's been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time.
Yes it has.
Seems so long since we walked in the moonlight,
Making vows that just can't work right.
Open your arms, opens your arms,
Open your arms, baby, let my love come running in.
It's been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time.
Another solo.
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain,
The way that I want you to die,
Slow death, immense decay,
Showers that cleanse you of your life,
Force in like cattle, you rot,
Stripped of your life's worth,
Human mice for the angel of death,
Four hundred thousand more to die, baby.
Angel of death,
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead.
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Two Headed Dogs West Yorkshire, UK
Metal covers band plays dirty rock and roll songs. Sometimes keyboards and drum machines are involved.
Two Headed Dogs recommends:
Carl also records music under the alias 'Extar'. You can ask him why.
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