by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker January 18, 2021
Get the 💩mug. by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker December 04, 2020
Get the Soviet Canuckistanmug. by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker January 16, 2021
Get the I still might need some helpmug. by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker November 22, 2020
Get the Wow, we truly came from hellmug. UD Jews, I’m talking to you guys
I’m very confused and am unsure as to what I should do.
My friend said I know the truth and that I shouldn’t be worrying. But things are getting really tough.
Will the stock market crash soon or will WW3 break out soon? That would kinda give me an advantage.
I’m very confused and am unsure as to what I should do.
My friend said I know the truth and that I shouldn’t be worrying. But things are getting really tough.
Will the stock market crash soon or will WW3 break out soon? That would kinda give me an advantage.
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker January 12, 2023
Get the I don’t know what to domug. Better stop dreaming of the quiet life, 'cause it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker May 14, 2021
Get the Town Called Malicemug. 