Rattlesnake - Alan Lomax



     
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For weeks your falling, that's my darling Sawing you in two, using me, using you Hear them calling drawing you back What can you do? Watch out Mack, here's a rat Falling off the track, fade out black Black in feedback, hit the flashback Don't you know we hate that? Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit Your a rattlesnake Fuck that shit, I don't wanna hear it Your a rattlesnake I hate your band, you understand? You can't bare it when we blare it Well you come you can, come come true You got no passion, it's all fashion Calm down, flames red or blue You don't know, you got no clue Your a rattlesnake I see through And your full of shit You said you know us, we don't know you I fuckin hate you Your a rattlesnake You talk that shit about our crew, we hate you You Jump on the next bandwagon But you ain't shit, you get frustrated What's the next fan in, I heard you braggin We never hesitated to call you a Charlatan Cause we hate you Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit I fuckin hate you Your a rattlesnake Your a rattlesnake and I hate you And your full of shit Your a rattlesnake

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Alan Lomax (January 31, 1915 – July 19, 2002) was an important American folklorist and musicologist. He was one of the great field collectors of folk music of the 20th century, recording thousands of songs in the United States, Great Britain, the West Indies, Italy, and Spain. Lomax was son of pioneering musicologist and folklorist John Lomax, with whom he started his career by recording songs sung by prisoners in Texas, Louisiana, and Mississippi.

Read more about Alan Lomax on Last.fm.


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