Bitches, Booze & Bullet Belts
Skulleton
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Our vodka held high against the sky
And our whores displaying thigh
We ride to metal conquest
Atop our bullet bikes of death
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Blood and beer all over my shirt
Got enough bitches no need to flirt
The bullet bikes are blazing
As skull apocalypse rains down
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Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Drunker than the bitches
T hat strip inside our walls
Unholier than our bullet belts
T hat kick you in the balls
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
Bitches, Booze, and Bullet Belts
If you aren't into metal
T hen go fuck your goddamn self