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Six Men Get Sick - Cold Cows Lyrics



Six Men Get Sick - Cold Cows Lyrics




Pigs poppin' ribs out to the cattle who come
Searching for meaning but they never find none
I stand and watch them fighting over the scraps
You bet on something, I'd be betting on that
Tough luck
Fat f*ck
Tough Luck

A secret industry that money can't hide
Pigs line their pockets and the cattle can't fly
And when they float, well we just push them aside
Front desk is buried but the charge is implied
Tough Luck

One day some day comes
One day some day won't
One day some day comes
One day some day won't

One day some day comes
One day some day won't
One day some day comes
One day some day won't
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Pigs poppin' ribs out to the cattle who come
Searching for meaning but they never find none
I stand and watch them fighting over the scraps
You bet on something, I'd be betting on that
Tough luck
Fat f*ck
Tough Luck

A secret industry that money can't hide
Pigs line their pockets and the cattle can't fly
And when they float, well we just push them aside
Front desk is buried but the charge is implied
Tough Luck

One day some day comes
One day some day won't
One day some day comes
One day some day won't

One day some day comes
One day some day won't
One day some day comes
One day some day won't
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Writer: Daniel Serre, Katelynn Gatta
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Performed By: Six Men Get Sick
Language: English
Length: 3:46
Written by: Daniel Serre, Katelynn Gatta

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