God Hates a Coward

Tomahawk

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    I'll sow my seeds with a metric grosse
    No footsteps go beyond it
    I'll eat the dirt
    Where the rooster crows
    Fresh rodeos, behold it

    Check your pulse in your teardrops
    Make you a cyclops
    Breakin' the branches off your family tree
    Keep you up like a fluffer girl
    Ain't that enough, sir
    Look in the sewer for my pedigree

    Your truly cause repeats its pulse
    And makes your tears, if you need it to
    Make me blow out my brain or I'll point it at you
    Is all I'm thinking to do
    But I'm hangin' tough!

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    Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by
    Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by

    Listen closely to your mother
    You can hear an ocean roar
    Sittin' quiet in the corner
    Put another record on
    God hates a coward, sonny
    Got a date with your VCR
    Watch another action movie
    Dream of me

    On the only piano
    Wrote the fuckin' concerto
    Shoot pool with your eyeballs, rack 'em up
    Make a meal of your asshole
    Gnaw on your fat soul
    Dropping your heart in my vinegar

    Like a million disappeared
    Just how long did you think they would live
    Prepare yourself, coming to defend
    And if you ever want to be
    And if you ever want to be
    Coming to kill, I'll never finish my plate
    Or I'll burn it up

    Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by
    Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by

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    Composición: Mike Patton, John Stanier, Kevin Rutmanis y Duane Denison

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