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Blatant Doom TripJill and Vicky liked to drag-outDoing anything that they might miss Ain't no angels in this part of town Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Take me on a blatant doom trip We'll go down, smell around Take me on a blatant doom trip Slow righteous, no time to back out Lay all commands at the crack of the whip I don't care if the rain causes pain Just take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Take me on a blatant doom trip Sonic boom, legion of doom Take me on a blatant doom trip Scags, fags, and scallywags Blackout Far too serious and socially hip Figure it out when it's over, without a doubt Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Take me on a blatant doom trip Bottomless hole, rock and roll Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Bottomless hole, rock and roll Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Bottomless hole, rock and roll Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Bottomless hole, rock and roll Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Bottomless hole, rock and roll Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah Bottomless hole, rock and roll |