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lirik lagu big rude jake - cold steel hammer

well, the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
the crow and the jackal and the jackfish

[verse 1]
well, the sun comes up
like stink off a dumpster
and parkdale wriggles like a leech
and somewhere on the corner
of h~ll’s half acre
the morning comes and kicks me in the t~~th
well, i’ve been busting my ass for the boss~man
my back is bowed, i’m beat from toe to crown
i feel the long, hot skull~crackin’ blow to the noggin
as the cold steel hammer swings down

[bridge 1]
and i can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout that godd~mn dog
tiеd up by the neck in the back of nеxt door
he eats from the garbage and he never leaves the yard
and the scheiße just keeps piling up higher and higher
and the scheiße just keeps piling up higher and higher
and the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
are suited up to go another round
well, i’ll be up to my ticker in deadbeats
when the cold steel hammer swings down
[verse 2]
they found a jackfish rolled up like a ‘tater bug
with a doc marten footprint on his face
and there was lots of broken bodies
and a lot of broken bottles
and blood all over the place, man
and the crow was dancing in the roadk!ll
while the grift on the jackal spun around
he’ll do a long, hot stretch on a big piece of granite
when the cold steel hammer swings down

[bridge 2]
and i can’t stop thinking that there’s gotta be a hole
somewhere in the bottom of the parkdale bowl
i twist and i squirm and i try to deke that squeeze
but that sieve keeps sucking the life out of me
yeah, that sieve keeps sucking the life out of me
and i’m a~fightin’ like a tiger in a tar pit
and that suck~hole makes a terrible sound
and i’m a~fightin’ all the way, but i just keep sinking
and the cold steel hammer swings down

hey, keep those (?) down, we’ve got (?)

[verse 3]
well, the jackal’s got a barrel full of sucker bait
and the jack fish’s got a line to troll the street
and the crow cried, carry on with a carrion
and smiled to show the flesh stuck in his beak
well, the bilge water whiskey and bathtub gin
smells like dead smelts washed up on a beach
i trip up on the curb and fall flat on my face
and plant my kisser where i used to plant my feet
[bridge 3]
and i can’t stop thinking ’bout that piggy on the spit
honey~glazed and barbecued and burnt to a crisp
well, they fill you up with gristle
and grease from the pan
and then they bend you over and they give you the shaft
oh, yeah, they bend you over and they give you the shaft
and as my lip swells up like a roma tomato
i keep tellin’ myself, “just keep shakin’ your head”
because the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
won’t start eating till they’re sure that i’m dead

hey, what do i think?
get away from that!

and the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
the crow and the jackal and the jackfish
the crow and the jackal and the jackfish

- lirik lagu big rude jake

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