| Dead man walking with a gangster lean
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| No dope with my pants and my drawers ain’t clean
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| Mama went to scream but the bitch was a no show
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| Taking hits make her miss her kids funeral
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| Papa went to preach but the prick was a no show
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| Playing with guns made him miss his sons funeral
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| Kid sis was a trip and she squealed like a pig
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| With tears in her eyes and piss down her leg
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| Tapped out keg and a bottle of bones
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| At the scene of the crime, suicide and a spoon
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| 99 fish love balloons
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| Don’t go as high as I was that noon
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| Should’ve known better and I should’ve wrote a letter
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| But the Av never been known as a go-getter
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| Now don’t go crying like you give a shit
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| Where was your ass when I was smoking it?
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| Come one, come all, Avalon’s funeral
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| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll
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| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral
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| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on
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| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer
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| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll
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| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral
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| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on
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| Sixteen tons and what do you get?
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| A hot plate on the floor and a cold sweat
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| No remorse and no regrets
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| If I had to do it over I’d up the bet
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| Check your coat and your hat in the back
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| With the blind old man and the dumb black cat
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| Take a seat as the priest preach tells us
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| Hell is sleep on stone and concrete
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| On beat, off beat
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| Cigarettes and coffee
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| Found the Av deceased on Long Beach
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| Little boy lost in a field full of poppy
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| Face up with a grin on my chin
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| 'Cause I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm again
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| Wipe your eyes and fix your tie
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| Say a prayer for the kid and tell my bitch I lie
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| Come one, come all, Avalon’s funeral
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| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll
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| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral
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| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on
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| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer
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| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll
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| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral
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| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on
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| The devil came knocking and we went for a spin
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| Black Cadillac, gold-tipped fins
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| I didn’t beg, I didn’t plea, I didn’t boast
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| He, passed the pipe and away we drove
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| Free bass on the PCH
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| No breaks in a high-speed chase
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| Satan wasn’t taking a chance
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| He was swerving through the trees and we was breaking all the branches
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| Dancing with wolves
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| Front row centre 'cause the Av got pull
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| Kids if you want to know 'bout me
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| Dip your cigarette in PCP
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| Best in the 'bis and the rest is his'
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| Mickey Avalon made it big off his dick
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| A life of crime got me trying to find the highway to heaven that I left behind
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| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer
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| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll
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| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral
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| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on
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| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer
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| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll
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| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral
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| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on |