A Wilhelm Scream - Walkin' with Michael Douglas lyrics

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A Wilhelm Scream - Walkin' with Michael Douglas lyrics

Send a priest to save my soul. Forget it Send a doctor, take my pulse. Forget it Feelin' it to hard is the poison to the heart of a cynic Redemption Now I'm waking to pains and shaking My guts are rotting out, I'm slurring my speeches For fun and forget you now Baptismal pool of my sleeping mouth I apologize for these transgressions Wish I could say that I learned my lesson but the bottle, she's calling To this sickness that lives with me All these hungry, angry mouths, forgiven Silenced, belly-up for a round, forgiven Feelin' it to hard is the poison to the heart of a cynic Redemption Regarding my wishes, washed me clean Ring me out over and over again Just promise to save my place in your disgrace A riot can start with f** all abounds A measure of apathy so proud A promising son or a drunken sound Is the distance between you and I, so far? So long to vitriol, the f** you's the chain and ball Forget it. Forget it Forget it. Forget it Feelin' it to hard is the poison to the heart of a cynic Redemption Feelin' it to hard is the poison to the heart of a cynic Redemption A riot can start with f** all abounds A measure of apathy so proud A promising son or a drunken sound Is the distance between you and I, so far?