Murder By Death Until Morale Improves, the Beatings
Will Continue Lyrics:
I walked the road from Tucson to San Antonio with
the smell of blood on my breath ninety days of
sweat and dirt feels like one night when you've
got nothing left till there's nothing left to do
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but die buckshot is my bread and I'll drink
whiskey instead of water cause I can't stand to be
sober in this place your hands on my face every
step of the way tryin' to peel away the pain I'll
drink whiskey instead of water.
Lyrics: Until Morale Improves, the Beatings Will Continue,
Murder By Death [end]