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The Spike Hotel_w_Grankspoine
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The Friday Project
c. '11
forthcoming
Sat Oct 01, 2011
Alternative : Other Alternative
Take charge
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» highest in charts:   # 107   (189,152 songs currently listed in Alternative)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 21   (24,690 songs currently listed in Alternative > Other Alternative)
About the song
A prison ditty, feat. our English aux., Grankspoine.
Did we say, "featuring"?
Hell, he did all but the bass and drums and voc! Oh, and the wank ...
Lyrics
Spike Hotel
c. '11 The Friday Project

4
Lemme tell ya, Tommy,
Bright lights and a ringing bell,
Is how they getcha up in the mawnin',
Start ya up in living hell.
Ch: Set ya right back on yer heels it do,
like the bulls they like to tell,
yer goin' down for what ya did, son,
here in the spike hotel.
4
Yer gonna hate it, Tommy,
The food makes yer feet swell,
And you cain't get no pussy,
Here in living hell.
Ch: Set ya right back on yer heels it do,
like the bulls they like to tell,
ya goin' down for what ya did, son
here in the spike hotel.

And another thing, Tommy,
Lemme tell ya about the smell,
It's blood and testosterone, Tommy,
And well, it smells like hell.

Ch: Set ya right back on yer heels it do,
like the bulls they like to tell,
yer goin' down for what ya did, son,
here in the spike hotel.

Ch: Set ya right back on yer heels it do,
like the bulls they like to tell,
ya gone' down for what ya did, son
here in the spike hotel.

Drums: krister-yamas-R16 Recorderman
Bass: Alvz-ARTtps
Vox: B1-Meek
Gtrs; keys; horns; strings: Grankie
GtrSolo: Tele-GM200