| | Hammered Lyrics Artist(Band):Motley Crue
These four wall are closing in. Who and what do you think you are, a rich mother fucker in a fancy car? Concrete jackel suckin' on the past, goldcard junkie kissin money's ass. You're the monkey on my back and it's time for you to go. Hammered. You're more harm than my advice and I don't want to know. Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor. Now you're feelin low, tired and beaten. Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul. Hell, ain't livin' six feet in the hole. Get down on your knees in Hollywood time to Kiss some, some ass. Hey, Mr. big time Hollywood, tell your story walkin' if you think you could. Your money's runnin' low from your cocaine whores, nothin' but a rat scratchin' at my door. Hey, now I've said all I'm gonna say. time will judge, see who fades away. You're the monkey on my back and it's time for you to go. Hammered. You're more harm than my advice and I don't want to know. Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor. Now you're feelin low, tired and beaten. Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul. Hell, ain't livin' six feet in the hole. If you find some error in Hammered Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to blazintree@gmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Hammered The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Motley Crue" Music | |
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