golgotha

Lyrics for golgotha

I'm not a betting man If i was i'd have my money on the mule From my lips to your ringing ears Cut the screen and open wide As you bask in the sun You never complain No You just pass the plate around I'm not a betting man If i was i'd have my money on the mule Bad taste Panting like a dog Fucked before the getting's real good From my lips To your ringing ears Better buy it a drink And pass the plate around Im not a betting man If I was I'd have my money on the mule