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The Pot Thief Lyrics


Didjits The Pot Thief


I'm a wasp in the Garden of Eden
I got your emergency number
I'm a crimewave preacher
With a red-hot stinger
Lookin' for some teenage booty tonight
Message on my lips and my magic fingertips
Will go dancing up your leg deep into
Your sinnin' brain
I'm falling down the hole, chasing my black soul
Crawlin' down the wire through that ring of fire
Help me, preacher!
Message on my lips and my magic fingertips
Will go dancing up your leg deep into
Your sinnin' brain
I'm falling down the hole, chasing my black soul
Crawlin' down the wire through that ring of fire
Help me, preacher!
He's the salvations checker, he's your soul protector
Drive the paddy wagon of your love
Help me, preacher, put my fire out tonight



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