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The Melvins - The Kicking Machine Lyrics

Any more lazy,

He wont eat or speak,

Running, raving, headlessly,

little horned animal.



They will boil in poison,

Forget everything,

Running, raving, headlessly,

Animal is homeless.



*Wicked Rock-out times like only The Melvins could supply*






Round head, so big

He's here to pulverize 'em down for the many

My god, it's all remaining



My man, so big

Keeps me here to pulverize 'em down for the many

My god, it's all remaining
 

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