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Hot Potato Lyrics

Album Name : Grand American Traveling Dime Museum
Release Date : 2005-08-08
Song Duration : 4:54

Circus Contraption Hot Potato


Playin' hot potato with a hand grenade
Shakin' like a leaf on a tree
you can see my blow myself to smithereens
Oh look it's raining pieces of me
Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh f..ck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me

You f..ck with mother nature,
And she's gonna get pissed
She don't always act like a lady
She's the one who added to the gift of life
And she could always take it away

Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh f..ck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me

My god is made of balsa wood and porcelain
I think I'm gonna puke in the sink
I need another shot of ?
And then I'll take a break from that to think

Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh f..ck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me

Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh f..ck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me

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