Wonk Unit - Bloodlust Lyrics
Wonk Unit - Bloodlust Lyrics
I'm sorry but if you're birds are getting eat you shoot that fox, you don't dress up in red and round up the dogs. Tip your cap to the toffs, molest the stable jock coz who's gonna believe him. This is just your sick bloodlust. I'm sorry that you're still alive to blow that hooter coz you deserve the shooter. You're vile, scarlot neanderthal, oblivious to life outside your country house. Don't even try to justify some country code some country way of life coz this is just your sick bloodlust. "
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I'm sorry but if you're birds are getting eat you shoot that fox, you don't dress up in red and round up the dogs. Tip your cap to the toffs, molest the stable jock coz who's gonna believe him. This is just your sick bloodlust. I'm sorry that you're still alive to blow that hooter coz you deserve the shooter. You're vile, scarlot neanderthal, oblivious to life outside your country house. Don't even try to justify some country code some country way of life coz this is just your sick bloodlust. "
Writer: ALEXANDER BRINDLEY JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.