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A warmed up tube and a sweaty board Slippery steel sloppily chattering underneath my finger tips The space is dank and hot and my ears are ringing We've been over this a hundred times What's one more Or four more Homeboy forgot his lines A cigarette hangs from my lips and the sweat constantly drips My shirt is soaked Brain probably fried from all the **** I smoked But none of that matters There's three new songs to get down We gotta tighten that **** up Get it all packaged neat for the rowdy crowd I wonder if I was the only one in the room worried Probably All that went away as soon as we broke in Properly The song The set Free ***** Gallons of sweat Memories that I could never forget....
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 6:03 PM UTC
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A warmed up tube and a sweaty board Slippery steel sloppily chattering underneath my finger tips The space is dank and hot and my ears are ringing We've been over this a hundred times What's one more Or four more Homeboy forgot his lines A cigarette hangs from my lips and the sweat constantly drips My shirt is soaked Brain probably fried from all the **** I smoked But none of that matters There's three new songs to get down We gotta tighten that **** up Get it all packaged neat for the rowdy crowd I wonder if I was the only one in the room worried Probably All that went away as soon as we broke in Properly The song The set Free ***** Gallons of sweat Memories that I could never forget....
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steven-l-herring
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 6:03 PM UTC
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