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    "The Centre Bullet" Lyrics

    Skinny Puppy

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    Dead shot through the temple in the temple heard the preacher screech! I
    bored you full of holes, Lucretia, saw you crease up in a ball, as if you
    swallowed your own poison followed as you crawled up to the altar.
    I watched the tabernacle choir bawling in a bath of sacramental wine...
    You laced it, but it tastes just fine to me!
    Yes, it's 89 - 's' a good year.
    .. Let's hear it now for good old (bittersweet)
    '89... Let's hear it now for good old '89.
    We took our seats, we watched them stringing up a chicken (kept on
    kicking) as they kicked away the chair... They fed it strychnine! We kept
    on staring, sick and sordid, as you pulled another bullet from my belt and

    fired! Count to nine... (ninety nine)... count to nine.
    I caught it in my teeth, I licked it clean,
    I chewed it, I chewed it, struck a
    match... I flew a dozen stories to my stool behind
    a widow. Sure I'm small,
    but big enough (I'm big enough), to send a bullet through your head. A
    bullet through the center of your head!
    I'll send a bullet through the center
    of your head. Center bullet... Rent a bullet...
    This song was submitted on December 7th, 2011 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Edward Sharp, Kevin Crompton.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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