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The Stench of Piss - Pro-Pain



     
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look, there's hard luck willie
he begs for bucks sometimes
he ain't never bothered nobody
and nobody bothered to hand him a dime
he don't wanna work
cause he looks like a bum and he stinks like a turk
but he'll survive, they say, to urinate where you eat somedayleave this life behind you honey and don't you ever come back
these streets are paved with violence,
broken dreams, and vials of crack
so sick of living in a city where ignorance is truly bliss
mass transit, penn station, ass rancid
with the sentch of pisswhy do they call him willie?
and what will he do for money?
will he sell his ass and get cash for sex?
what will he think of next?
got a couple of johns on file
he was willing to serve with a smile
so he sold himself for the price of a fix

and the next day willie called in sickleave this life behind you honey and don't you ever come back
these streets are paved with violence,
broken dreams, and vials of crack
so sick of living in a city where ignorance is truly bliss
bus terminal, port authority, portapotty
with the stench of piss

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Formed in 1991 by vocalist/bassist Gary Meskil (ex-Crumbsuckers), New York, NY based PRO-PAIN have over the years benefitted from substantial support from an ever-growing and loyal fan base, the Metal Press, Hard Rock Radio, and MTV's Headbanger's Ball. In 2004, the band returned to MTV programming, clocking in regular and repeated rotation with Can You Feel It. With guitarists Tom Klimchuck, Eric Klinger (ex-The Spudmonsters) and drummer JC Dwyer (ex-Paingod), the band's worldwide catalog sales nears one million units.

Read more about Pro-Pain on Last.fm.


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