- AC/DC Bag

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November 12, 2015

Lyrics

Mr. Palmer is concerned
with a thousand dollar question
Just like Roger, hes a crazy little kid.
I've got the time, if you've got the inclination.
So cheer up Palmer
you'll soon be dead.
The noose is hanging,
at least you won't die wondering.
Sit up and take notice, tell it like it is.
If I were near you, I wouldn't be far from you
I won't be far from you, and i've got a feeling,
You know what you did.

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Time to put your money where your mouth is.
Put them in a field and let them fight it out.
I'm running so fast, my feet don't touch the ground.
I'm a stranger here.
I'm goin down.
Let's get down to the Nitty Gritty.
Let's get this show on the road.
I'll show you mine, if your show me yours.
I'm breathing hard, open the door.

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DC Bag
ACDC Bag, ACDC Bag, ACDC Bag
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Brain dead, and made of money
no future at all
pull down the blinds and run for cover,
no future at all.
You could've thought it, thats where i am,
no future at all,
don't sweat it, thats where i am,
whoa carry me down.

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