The Holy Mackerel - Holy Mackerel Lyrics
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Holy Mackerel
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What Are The Lyrics For Holy Mackerel By The Holy Mackerel?
Pick a name, pick a place
Chances are I've had the means to be there. Pick a date, pick a time, I've got it from a friend of mine The ability to socialize. Holy Mackerel Once when I was young, I troubled over imperfection in my knees. When you cultivate a pompidour, It's best to keep the top up for the breeze. Cuts like hell, you know. Sporty was a poetry boy And liked to puff his pipe into the night. But since he sold him hits of ecstasy, John Law, he took a decade of his life. That's a hunk o' life. Holy Mackerel |
Who Wrote Holy Mackerel By The Holy Mackerel?
Les Claypool
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