Hey One Cell Lyrics & Chords By Vaz

Tales are told of terrible men Of anger, poise and pride She's got a lot of pickled onions Hanging from her thighs Then violence solved everything Violence, she solved...read more

I like my women like I like my money in my pocket I can't say anything nice so I might as well smile at the picture in my wallet I like my bruises clean, my bruises fresh, my...read more

Did sweet daddy die Square on your birthday? Some macabrish attempts To see you'd rue the day Or appear in the end And be happy he made it back To be just in time To cut...read more

Dave was a lost cause, a real psycho Spent half his time wishing he was a man Rather than being a man To educate his own will, he puts people in boxes Head first, then...read more

There is no rodeo in Joliet No great waterhole in Downer's Grove The old windbag blows, the old windbag blows Here the sky and the ground, here the sky and the dirt ...read more