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Gasoline

Had a sip of gasoline
Rip my routine
I’ll go through it like a backdraft tearing down the corridor
It’s a crime scene
The worst I’ve ever seen
Like a raging bull of fire that was all over the matador
Plastic red cans with liquid inside
I give it everything I got then take it to the other side
Hotter than a torch
You’ll probably get scorched
And I don’t even need to have a reason or a motive
I’ve got a lot of torque
Sorta like a Porsche
Come to my show I’ve got the cleanest automotive
Plastic red cans with liquid inside
I give it everything I got then take it to the other side
Cans and cans of it, get your hands on it
Get it while it’s hot New York to Los Angeles
Cans and cans of it, get your hands on it
Get it while it’s hot New York to Los Angeles
Plastic red cans with handles to hold
Hold it to a candle and watch it explode
I pour it on my hands like it’s liquid gold
And you’ll probably never find a better friend when it’s cold
Plastic red cans with nozzles that pour
That make it real easy when you wanna get the floor
Pull the match out of my pocket
Throw it on the carpet
See how all the flames spin around like ballerinas?
I stand around and watch it
The smoke is very toxic
I’ll have to take my motherfuckin' jacket to the cleaners
Plastic red cans with nozzles that pour
That make it real easy when you wanna get the floor
I’m lookin' for a house
Somethin' I can douse
Of course with no one in it I just like the light shows
Sittin' on the couch
Plannin' it all out
And the source of the fires is like the force of nitro
Canada, Zambia, Finland, Australia
The U.S., Ireland, Austria (gasoline)
Thailand, Korea, South Haiti, Korea
North Fiji, Russia, Britain (gasoline)
Joanberg, Israel, Denmark, Columbia
Italy, Germany, China (gasoline)
New Zealand, Mexico, Vietnam, Peru
Holland, France, Scotland (gasoline)
Bermuda, Cuba, Jamaica, Japan
Spain, the Philippines, India (gasoline)
Costa Rica, Egypt, Brazil, Chile
Sweden, Finland, Belgium (gasoline)
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