Oh no, not over again
Callin' me to become The Man!
Lazy creature full of hate
For a thousandth time opening the gate
I ain't leaving to anywhere
Make you happy? Forget it, Ma'am!
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Worn out denim, smoky old kicks
Tune the guitar, sharpen the picks
Pour the bourbon, fill up the glass
Here's to return of good old times
Keep the word, stand no more
Hit the road bitch, leave me´lone
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Plug me in
Open a beer
No more bitchin'
Bye bye my dear
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Ballsqueezer - Revelation Lyrics
Ballsqueezer - Revelation Lyrics
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Oh no, not over again
Callin' me to become The Man!
Lazy creature full of hate
For a thousandth time opening the gate
I ain't leaving to anywhere
Make you happy? Forget it, Ma'am!
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Worn out denim, smoky old kicks
Tune the guitar, sharpen the picks
Pour the bourbon, fill up the glass
Here's to return of good old times
Keep the word, stand no more
Hit the road bitch, leave me´lone
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Plug me in
Open a beer
No more bitchin'
Bye bye my dear
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Callin' me to become The Man!
Lazy creature full of hate
For a thousandth time opening the gate
I ain't leaving to anywhere
Make you happy? Forget it, Ma'am!
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Worn out denim, smoky old kicks
Tune the guitar, sharpen the picks
Pour the bourbon, fill up the glass
Here's to return of good old times
Keep the word, stand no more
Hit the road bitch, leave me´lone
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Plug me in
Open a beer
No more bitchin'
Bye bye my dear
Dusty cellar, buried chest
Feels like after hundred years' arrest
Sparks in eyes, fiery gaze
Revelation of the rockin' days
Writer: Mikey Ballsqueezer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid