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Molotov Cocktail (Junkyard)

from Junk Worship by Jak Locke

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lyrics

Junkies of the nightlife cocaine habit midwife
Cut me with a butterknife it feels so good
Whip me chain me down right just like Friday night
My place in the red light the red light zone
Steamshovel lover massive breakin it down
Maximum intensity since I hit the town
She got the piledriver mojo slammin hard like a truck
Kickin basses in the faces of the ignorant bucks
Fall apart like a house of cards under the mower
Layin on the devils roof now I'm bound to get lower
My crackpipe honey come and blowin my mind
Eatin glass burnin gas now I'll never unwind
Don't call me cuz I'm gone got my leisure suit on
Got a list of girls that I'll be takin home
Ladies scopin my scene in the limousine
Roll the drivers window and go all night long
Drownin in a fountain huffin paint in a can
Got the highway 90 blues like a nail in the hand
I wanna hang from the ceiling with my two arms free
With the garbage on the floor as far as I can see
And yeah I'm down to the rhythm of a trashcan riff
Beer keg juggernaut come give me a lift
Killin all the time makin chemical love
All kinda bad luck from below and above
My sweet seductive mistress I never seen you like this
Let's go down the hall and meet some friends of mine
That's not the direction of my record collection
If you'll be like that I got more just like you
Killer scenes and acid blue roadkill
Psychopath lawn man junkin the pills
Down the socket and into your brain
Lock and load slugs into Abel and Cain
I'm a twist top wino with the drum machine blues
Suckin on the devil getting down to the news
Slide bass guitar power junkyard singer
Bury my body with the telephone ringer
It don't matter if I put my hand on your thigh
Sit up on my lap and tell me what's your name
I am the lovemaster lay you down like plaster
Bang like a disaster in the city street
Come on! Get down! Molotov cocktail this party!
Come on! Get down! Light this sucker up!
Come on! Get down! Molotov cocktail this party!
Come on! Get down! Light this sucker up!

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from Junk Worship, released September 12, 2003
Jak Locke: all instruments / vocals

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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana

Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.

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