Hillbilly Hellcats


 

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Harder Faster

Well I went to the bar the other night
They seemed to like rockabilly music all right
But then the band slowed down a little bit
That's when the whole crowd threw a fit

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They Said
Harder faster all night long
Harder faster get real gone
Harder faster 'till you explode
Let's go cat don't ever go slow
Harder
Faster
Harder
Let's go cat don't ever go slow

Well a couple of my buddies started to drink
Downing them shots faster than you can think
But then one of them boys started to go slow
That's when the crowd yelled go go go

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Well I met a sweet kitten there at the bar
She took me right home in her real cool car
We started to cuddle up and have a good time
That's when she whispered the following line

 

Hillbillies On Speed

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They're takin' names and kickin' butt and
Comin´to your town
Hillbillies on speed
They're kickin' it out and tearin' it up
There ain´t no clownin' round
Somebody's gonna bleed
There'll be moonshine magic and hell-raisin' in
the street
High altitude badness from the hillbilly cats on
speed

They're tearin' down the highway and
Their lives are on fire
Speed in their hearts, their veins and their tires.
Hellcats from hell, and they don't smell too well
They're thieves, they're crooks,
They´re scoundrels, they're liars

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They're bustin' head, they're shootin' lead they're
grease and they're  sleaze
Cussin' and a' fussin' and they don't hear no pleas
Crisin' for a bruisin' on their hellcattin' spree
They're pigs, they're scum, they're leaches,they're fleas

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I Like Whisky

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I like whiskey and cocaine too
Big fat reefers and German brew
When I'm buried and in my grave
There'll be one last damn workin' slave

Never minded my P's and Q's
My folks said I was born to lose
Never fit into society
I get no kicks from sobriety
My life is shit, and I'm outa luck
But when I'm high, I don't give a fuck
I could kill myself, but what's the point
I'd rather sit here and smpoke this joint because

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Don't know what this world is for
You're a pimp, I'm a whore
You sell your body or you sell your mind
Whoever said that life was kind
Some folks say I shouldn't bitch
Easy to say those folks are rich
Maybe someday I might quit
But today I just don't give a shit because

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White Trash

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White trash- i met you on the bowlin’ team
White trash- i knew you didn’t talk too clean
White trash- you think you’re high society
But you’re white trash, baby, you’re just like me

I got a gal in the trailer park
She got ten dogs and they love to bark
Keeps ‘em in a pen out on the front lawn
But now it stinks and the grass is gone
Pink flamingos are all chewed up
From a mean pit bull and a sick little pup

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I moved in the trailer right next door
Got three dead cars and there’s soon to be more
Got the engines out and there’s buckets o’ junk
My overalls are covered in grease and gunk
I ain’t paid the rent and they’re kickin’ me out
I wonder what all the damn fuss is about

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