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Every Time I Die Hot Damn

, shoot to thrill from the hip. This time we put the "act" in action. We've tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant. In no time,

waste to the pulpit, you're in for it now Are these helicopters for me? Have I been appointed to speak? Then I'm going to hell And I'm taking the renaissance

alternating feet The show must go on, never mind the teeth and the fingernails The show must go on, I don't feel at all like I thought I would But I

wreck For I'm lovesick Heaven sent us a hero but Hell tried his resolve And when you thought you were done for I pulled through While you rested your

on alternating feet. The show must go on. Never mind the teeth and fingernails, the show must go on. I don't feel at all like I thought I would, but I

too long. I'm sorry, but I'm gone. I've got a bad reputation to think about. I've been dirty, I've been wrong. Maybe someday they'll find that I've washed up. I

I'm alive but neither do I so there's nothing left to lose. If I could only make it make you want to want me. One more drink, I think, should do. I wish that I

waste to the pulpit. You're in for it now. Are these helicopters for me? Have I been appointed to speak? Then I'm going to Hell, and I'm taking the renaissance

for I'm lovesick. Heaven sent us a hero, but Hell tried to his resolve. And when you thought we were done for. I pulled through. While you rested your