Fear Before The March Of Flames: Whiskey Is Alright In Its Place, But Its Place Is Song Lyrics

Whiskey Is Alright In Its Place, But Its Place Is


I am the street peddlers miracle juice
Do I hear? Do I hear?
(Numbers) Buyer in the balcony section
Sold to the vampire and his lovely
establishment
If integrity were a wooden spike
we'd all be fucked
Push the corpse into the gutter
We'd say to one another
These smart-ass children had it coming
These clones drone along to their power
chord medleys
This is our lives watched by the auctioneer
If we're going out to dance they're pissing
on our disco halls
You're up for sale
The plan of action is upsell







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