The Ghost With The Most Moves Lyrics & Chords By Tumbleweave

I was a belljar I had a small part Singing to the whores, Singing through my door. On a cold day, The boats in the bay The ships go to battle. Their ships go to battle. And...read more

Whilst a battle cry I scalped off loose little siouxsie soiux's chastity lock witth a karate chop job and bruised my name on those parts for scrap and reuse, those mega double d...read more

Buy into religion, before it's too fuckin' late Grow a tail, go to hell, go straight to hell There is no escape - it's too late Shop for those morals - cheesus saves ...read more

Hawaii five oh how tight your tiki dolls fits out back, a greased pic's roasting up in that open pit spit where spraying hot rocks bury the path and an avalanche scores a...read more

Oh butterball, roll you down a fucking hill in an oil drum, kick you in a canyon. Oh butterball, your diaper's dirty, carrying around your meatslabs in a suitcase all wrapped up in...read more