99 year blues
Hot tuna
Well now give me my pistol man and three round balls
I'm gonna shoot everybody that I don't like at all
Like at all, Like at all
Like at all, Like at all
I'm gonna shoot everybody that I don't like at all
Like at all, Like at all
Like at all, Like at all
Gotta .38 special man and .45 frame
You know the thing don't miss 'cause I got dead aim
Got dead aim, got dead aim
Got dead aim, got dead aim
Well the world is a drag and my friends can't vote
Gonna make me a connection and score some dope
Go get high, go get high
Go get high, go get high
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