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Jack Whites Got Rabies(and I want me some)
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Punk, Metal, Rock
Three guys that actually hate each other but believe in one thing...what true Punk Rock is! We would say fast, short songs with true lyrical content and a no-nonsense attitude. It should upset the right people in the wrong way and never cause humans to dance happily! We believe in cleanliness, no religion, pro-choice and absolute positive negativity....truth that hurts! MILKPIG record all the tracks at separate times in the studio being careful not to come in contact with one another too often. Respect for the other's playing ability is the only thing that allows these three guys to remain a recording project.
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Genre
Blues Blues Rock
Charts
#2,445 today Peak #90
#969 in subgenre Peak #31
Author
Boris
Rights
2011 Death To Pigs
Uploaded
January 17, 2011
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MP3 1.8 MB 128 kbps 1:56
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JACK WHITE’S GOT RABIES (..and I want me some) Now let me tell you bout this young man that had plans playin guitars and drum beats With piano keys and car seats covered skin color fabrics upholstered as trade but not by choice he had lady friends near South Bend on the ssouth side of Detroit to exploit thy bluesman inside his choice is clear no fear has constructed what's new is old but its freash and bold got arms like octopus reaching things never sought but now its all bought cuz its all sold…. Gone pettin’ those doggies Gone catchin’ those fleas Gone fishin’ for flavors of somethin’ Caught a frightful disease…. White boy brings the goods and I likes the bads cuz these fingers tickle his shrieks and boundaries not found continue to shock and to rock from two piece to four piece to what piece is missing he there to share what crackerjacks mouth is kissin now search and destroy he needs to employ some new meat for his kitchen that’s itchin to make a name I said Mr. White why so blue cuz troubles brewin in a town near you and I'm gonna come see your face….. Caught washin’ those doggies Caught swattin’ those flies Caught makin’ a pie for his lover Put six more inside…her… Now kickin’ those doggies Has paid for themselves And though he aint scratchin’ no scabies… It don’t matter..cuz Jack Whites got rabies….and I want me some….you hear me boy?
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