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Chitlins Whiskey and Skirt (a.k.a The Apocalypse) Lyrics
The population is greatly decreased.
And now the odds are greatly increased.
That i may someday get a chance,
To kiss your lips.
I thank the lo-o-ord each day,
For the apocalypse.
Folks are mostly disfigured or dead
But, sugar, i wont let it go to my head.
My mama's face has dripped down into the dirt.
But i'm still chasin' chitlins, whiskey and skirt.
And now the odds are greatly increased.
That i may someday get a chance,
To kiss your lips.
I thank the lo-o-ord each day,
For the apocalypse.
But, sugar, i wont let it go to my head.
My mama's face has dripped down into the dirt.
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Gr8 tune. I first heard this on LucasArt's Fullthrottle (which I would HIGHLY recommend) :D :)
This song was not performed by the Gone Jackals.
@indianajosh I'm purdy sure it was
@indianajosh I'm purdy sure it was