Bad Habits Lyrics

oh no
old habits die hard
oh no
bad ones don't die at all

sinister & vile
live in denial
creator on trial

armageddon diarama
modern anti dalai lhama
hugging dying mother amma
bollywood melodrama

slow drugs and fast whores
with hot shells and cool cores
hard lines and fine wines
these are mine go get yours
increase your fees for the hell of it twenty hundred a.d.
the spivirtual being
is knee-deep in shit and ornaments

riding a yacht in a bubble-bath pool
on a deck of a bigger yacht
now who's big shot?
you know my future is set
a squadron of jets
parked right in the yard
of my tower of gold

and i'm twenty years old

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