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Rocking around the rock tonight Rocking around the rock tonight TicToc Money comes in at 12 o'clock Gone before long gouched out On my mother’s couch eating Al l the cupboard’s out Rocking around the clock right now Clucking for my white and brown Rocking around the rock tonight What would my poor dad think of me now I’m even robbing shops and old lady’s now Sorry miss I need my brown Rocking around the rock and brown Clucking stealing from my mother now I’m even taking children’s savings for brown Coffin Hurst and no one around The dirt is why they call it brown Rocking around the clock tonight Nothing around but lots of night Written By Daryll smith
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 6:12 AM UTC
Clucking around the clock
Rocking around the rock tonight Rocking around the rock tonight TicToc Money comes in at 12 o'clock Gone before long gouched out On my mother’s couch eating Al l the cupboard’s out Rocking around the clock right now Clucking for my white and brown Rocking around the rock tonight What would my poor dad think of me now I’m even robbing shops and old lady’s now Sorry miss I need my brown Rocking around the rock and brown Clucking stealing from my mother now I’m even taking children’s savings for brown Coffin Hurst and no one around The dirt is why they call it brown Rocking around the clock tonight Nothing around but lots of night Written By Daryll smith
Based on the life of a ****** addict
#drugs#addiction
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daryll-smith
milton keynes
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 6:12 AM UTC
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