Snakebite

Hey, man
Don't you offer me that front page, mister
I’ll only take the piss
'Cause your bark is much worse than your bite
It's got that deafenin’ hiss
You're flyin' hard against the wind
Hey, when you gonna see
I couldn't give a flyin' fuck
What the hell you think of me?

Pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue
Put a dollar in the jukebox, mister
For the last song ever sung
Don't ask me for no favors
When your own words see you hung
Just pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue

I hope that you can stand by those words
When all around you turn
You know some people they can correct themselves
While others ain't never gonna learn
You're tryin’ to make me hate you
You know hating ain’t my style
Don't be surprised if when we meet
I turn to you and smile

Pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue
Put a dollar in the jukebox, mister
For the last song ever sung
Don’t you ask me for no favors
When your own words see you hung
Just pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue

Won't you pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue
You put a dollar in the jukebox, mister
For the last song ever sung
Don't you ask me for no favors
When your own words see you hung
Pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue

Pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue
Put a dollar in the jukebox, mister
For the last song ever sung, sung, sung
Ask me for no favors
When your own words see you hung
You just pour me out a snakebite, mister
With the venom from your tongue

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