The Gow lyrics

Artist  : U.s. Bombs 
Song : The Gow



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Kill me I need the rest



Put me out of misery



Whole jungle on my shoulders my back's gonna
break



I'm a slowe for the gow



Slave labor to slave



And drag around







Needle's broken in the ditch of burned out
veins



I point out the problem three fingers point at
me



I'm a slowe for the gow/ For the gow for the
gow



Slave labor to slave/ I drag myself around



I can't live without the thought of something
killing me



Service for the sick a minute takes a month



Service for the sick in the heat of a cold
sweat



For the gow, for the gow



I won't put my shovel down



For the gow, for the gow



I cannot be found



I keep working to get well I guess I never
will



No more grass from shanty town I graduated to the
gow



To the gow



To the gow







I'm a slowe for the gow



Slave labor to slave



For the gow, for the gow



Drag myself around