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Keyrats
Shalloween
Don't Panic
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Bengili Gauvin was an innocent man
They couldn’t find his papers so he wrote a song in the sand
The open canister of homemade lugawoo

This Keyrat is just as bad
Can’t get away from livin’ with his mom and dad
Open that canister of homemade lugawoo 

One day I sold my soul while sitting on top of a mountain
Thin air is getting cold breathing hard is a typical reaction
Don’t take it to heart cause I got bad intentions
If I were you I’d leave this town, 
names I wouldn’t mention 

Just wanna blow one here
Losing faith 
lurking near
The doctor says don’t go outside
Cause you’re gonna get killed by the drive-by wiseguy 

The next day I felt fine but I couldn’t even fuckin’ explain it
Pulled out my biggest guns
Started bucking from the summit but I couldn’t even aim it 

The fog was just too think
This cloudy air won’t make me sick
The doctor says go back inside
Cause you’re gonna get killed, gonna be killed, gonna get,
Whoa 

So take these pills I swear, 
they’re gonna help to make you feel better
They say it’s dirty air, 
but I’ll blame it on bad weather

Don’t stand too close to me, 
I am dying can’t you see
The doctor says don’t go outside
Because you’re gonna get killed by the drive-by wiseguy

Whoa