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Grimskunk Fieldtrip

Did you ever have a good friend Slowly passing away Telling him that it won't be the end Just a brand new day The hourglass is all that remains As time

I'm going on a fox hunt, I'm chasing a devil A man who survives by cheating and lying He said he'd give me the world if I sold him my soul But I never

I got a real problem with your attitude I take your messed-up world and throw it back at you You make me sick with all your endless fighting You cast

In a bone dry shack Down on Oceanside Drive where the boredom fools urban people inside The thrill of the hunt on the glowing tube A gang of deadbeats

You took me for granted again You left at the moment when Things were about to get better The plan was coming together But I'll have to get by with what

Do you really think I got nothing better to do Than sitting around here listening to you Your mouth's a gaping anus spewing diarrhea Spreading your lies