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The Land Of Milk And Honey - Lyrics by Fury In The Slaughterhouse


Lyrics
You don't get your dreamjob, 'cause you're too tall.
You missed your wake-up call.A drunken guy crashed in your car,
Can't pay for your drinks at the bar.
Your boss said, it was nice to work with you,
You think he's just a jerk.
The new shoes you bought are ruined after a mile.
The sheets are warm. The fridge is filled.
Everything's so funny,
Living in the land, the land of milk and honey.
And now your girlfriend sold your favourite CD.
They've towed your car away.
While watching girls you fell from a tree.
And that was hard, but now the best:
You haven't seen a girl undressed.
Mummy said, they'd take you out of college.
The sheets are warm. The fridge is filled.
Everything's so funny,
Living in the land, the land of milk and honey.
The sheets are warm. The fridge is filled.
Everything's so funny,
Living in the land, the land of milk and honey.
The sheets are warm. The fridge is filled.
Everything's so funny,
Living in the land, the land of milk and honey.
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