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    Guitar thug blew into town
    His eyes like wheels spinnin' round
    Jerkin-off at every sound
    Layin' all his crosses down
    O yeah
    He got Six Strings
    The Six Strings that drew blood

    The bar is full of Holy-Joes
    A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
    Around the neck of our consumptive rose
    is the root of all his sorrows
    O yeah
    He got Six Strings
    Six Strings that drew blood
    A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
    Six Strings that drew blood

    In the bathroom under cover
    He turns on one tap to discover
    He's smashed his teeth out on the other
    Well he look in the mirror and say
    don't fuck me brother
    Cause I got Six Strings
    Six Strings that drew blood

    Numbin' the runt of reputation they call rat fame
    Top-E as a tourniquet
    A low tune whistles across his grave
    Forever the master and the slave of his Six Strings
    A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
    Six Strings that drew blood.

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