Satanic Wheels

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No wine for witches
It's a shame
And the finest stitches write your name
She's got a lockbox that she keeps from all to show
But the combination was forgotten long ago

Run over me with satanic wheels
Do you know how that leather feels?
Do you know?

No time for martyrs this time around
As I get smarter, I'm gonna burn you down

Run over me with satanic wheels
Do you know how that leather feels?
Do you know?

Just like a tainted horoscope
Just like a touchy-feely grope
Just like a bloody overcoat
Just like a sinking pleasure boat

I get my advice from gas boy
I get all of my gas from advice boy
Let's get up, let's get up and move
Let's get into the Smorgasbord groove

And like my theory just proved
When mountains are moved, views are improved
And I, [Run over me with Satanic wheels] think it's getting [Do you know how that leather feels?] better all the time
Do you know?
Do you know
Do you know
Do you know

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