Puppy Mills Presents Lyrics

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Cover art for Puppy Mills Presents lyrics by Gay Blades, The

I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive and I've got millionaire friends sending checks all of the time and with a milk box portrait blown up poster size well I might have found a way to keep some hope in their eyes

we could pan handle on the side of the street in hopes of finding money and food for us to eat I could sell your body and you could sell mine if only we could find somebody to buy, it's over.

well we could find God and join a seminary if I was Father Clark then I'd be Father Puppy After all God pays pretty well, We could pay off all the kids to show and never tell

We could get a job making $5.25 or $5.15 depending on which side of the state-line, on which we reside I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive

I was drunk in the moment you left me and I'm surely still falling down stairs she says "baby don't bother, I've fallen for another and I ain't getting up again" well I've found myself back where I started and I've found myself one more good line she says "baby don't bother, you ain't never been a father of an idea worth calling 'alright'"

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Remember those guys who lived under the bridge they were a band once but we all soon forgot how the Gay Blades fell on hard times and slit wrists they've got no fucking money, cause they could not write the they would not write the they could write they would not they could not write they would not write the hits.

I'm fairly certain they are the correct lyrics :)

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