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An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour Lyrics by Paint It Black
An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour by Paint It Black
I'm just a fist with a glass and some despair to drown, You think you know what's up?
I'll turn it upside down.
A guillotine waiting for the head that wears the crown.
Get off my back and I'll get off yours.
Call off the attack, it's such a fucking bore.