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Those Poor Bastards - Snake Tongued Deceiver



You fat little troll
You sick little gnome
Your bitter black spirit ain't got no home
You snake tongued deceiver
You snake tongued deceiver

I know what’s good
I know what's right
So I'm a gonna fill your house with dynamite
You snake tongued deceiver
You snake tongued deceiver

The truth will force you back into your hole
Those tiny beady eyes you got no soul
Your heart is dead
Your blood is fire
An ugly mean malicious liar
You snake tongued deceiver
You snake tongued deceiver

Rancid breath
Gnashing teeth
An unrepentant spineless thief
You snake tongued deceiver
You snake tongued deceiver

The truth will force you back into your hole
Those tiny beady eyes you got no soul

My oh my
It’s getting late
All around the world I'm gonna preach my hate
You snake tongued deceiver
You snake tongued deceiver

You stupid man
You petty creep
The hell you've sown you're gonna reap
You snake tongued deceiver
You snake tongued deceiver