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inscribe on my tombstone i hate my band.
they ve spoiled the mil before it s been spilt
When the concert is over the music is done, but don t get me wrong they re goods lads at heart, they made me old
They ve spoiled the mil before it s been spilt, the holes in their socks and even their kilts, if we didn t sing it there d be nae song at all
I toured as a young man, i toured as a young man, halos and horns
When the concert is over the music is done, they got pitchforks and harps
They take yer mother and coercer to sew, inscribe on my tombstone i hate my band., when the concert is over the music is done
They ve cost me my dog, halos and horns
when finally alone and safe in my grave
i hate my band for all and for one
They waste all my time and they force me to play, they got pitchforks and harps The, they made me old
So do me a favor when i ve played my hand, they take yer mother and coercer to sew
And when i look back on what they ve done to my life, but don t get me wrong they re goods lads at heart My, i toured as a young man
So do me a favor when i ve played my hand, i hate my band they are what i am they re filthy deceitful from fire to pan
I m singin you the story so that it be told, i hate my band they are what i am they re filthy deceitful from fire to pan
I comfort to know that i may have escaped, they got pitchforks and harps
i hate my band it s always the same
If we didn t sing it there d be nae song at all, i m singin you the story so that it be told
They waste all my time and they force me to play, i hate my band it s always the same, we constantly battle cuz it s half the fun
they ve spoiled the mil before it s been spilt
Halos and horns, but don t get me wrong they re goods lads at heart Band, the holes in their socks and even their kilts
They made me old, if we didn t sing it there d be nae song at all
When finally alone and safe in my grave, they made me old
they got pitchforks and harps
I hate my band they are what i am they re filthy deceitful from fire to pan, they ve spoiled the mil before it s been spilt
I toured as a young man, they got pitchforks and harps The, so do me a favor when i ve played my hand
I toured as a young man, i hate my band more than you could know Band, and when i look back on what they ve done to my life
I hate my band they are what i am they re filthy deceitful from fire to pan, they ve cost me my dog The, they made me old
I hate my band they are what i am they re filthy deceitful from fire to pan, they ve cost me my dog, inscribe on my tombstone i hate my band.
I hate my band for all and for one, so do me a favor when i ve played my hand, they ve spoiled the mil before it s been spilt
i hate my band more than you could know
i hate my band it s always the same
i m singin you the story so that it be told
so do me a favor when i ve played my hand
i hate my band it s always the same
They ve spoiled the mil before it s been spilt, i hate my band more than you could know, i hate my band it s always the same
Halos and horns, i hate my band more than you could know
inscribe on my tombstone i hate my band.
i hate my band for all and for one
i comfort to know that i may have escaped
I hate my band they are what i am they re filthy deceitful from fire to pan, we constantly battle cuz it s half the fun McKenzies, they got pitchforks and harps
The holes in their socks and even their kilts, they ve cost me my dog
they got pitchforks and harps
they ve spoiled the mil before it s been spilt
The holes in their socks and even their kilts, they take yer mother and coercer to sew, i hate my band they are what i am they re filthy deceitful from fire to pan
I hate my band for all and for one, if we didn t sing it there d be nae song at all The, they ve cost me my dog
The holes in their socks and even their kilts, when finally alone and safe in my grave
If we didn t sing it there d be nae song at all, they got pitchforks and harps Real, we constantly battle cuz it s half the fun
I hate my band for all and for one, i toured as a young man
They got pitchforks and harps, they made me old
they waste all my time and they force me to play
the holes in their socks and even their kilts
They take yer mother and coercer to sew, i hate my band for all and for one
They made me old, they take yer mother and coercer to sew
They waste all my time and they force me to play, but don t get me wrong they re goods lads at heart, they got pitchforks and harps
I toured as a young man, i m singin you the story so that it be told My, i toured as a young man
they waste all my time and they force me to play
So do me a favor when i ve played my hand, when finally alone and safe in my grave Band, i toured as a young man