Tattoos in Mayberry
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Tell Me The truth Mr.
If you cringe at my sound,
don't want me slinkin round
wanna push me around
lay it on me, lay it down
wanna blip my sound, hold me back, run me down
leave me cold and broken at the lost and found
forward my last known address to the dog pound
Bury my charred bones deep underground
lay it on me
lay it down
When your kind of trouble starts gatherin steam
incoming
one badass machine
Lay it on me
lay it down
tell me your truth
Mister
Buddy Bee Anthony
don't want me slinkin round
wanna push me around
lay it on me, lay it down
wanna blip my sound, hold me back, run me down
leave me cold and broken at the lost and found
forward my last known address to the dog pound
Bury my charred bones deep underground
lay it on me
lay it down
When your kind of trouble starts gatherin steam
incoming
one badass machine
Lay it on me
lay it down
tell me your truth
Mister
Buddy Bee Anthony
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Tell Me The truth Mr.
Tell Me The truth Mr.