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This S.O.T.G.

Words and music by Monte Amende
Copyright 2011

Verse I
Don't try nail down this monster to the end of the road
While choking on an invocation overload

Just ditch the steady early at the grocery store
Won't tell you till we get there what the shovel is for

Chorus
Last chance, sugar, don't you want to be saved?
Sure we fit together solid, just like Vile and Depraived
When the gravel hits the windshield then it's time to be brave
Show you the best Friday night this side of the grave
The best friday night this side of the grave
The best friday night this side of the grave

Verse II
Secret amputation leaves you nothing to lose
Except watered down features, not to mention the blues

If it washed up from the reservoir it probably won't burn
More rocks go in the burlap, but they never will learn

Chorus
There's a whole lot of fortunes we mean to enslave
Yes, everyone fights but in the end they all cave
So if you'll spare us both the trouble and simply behave
You'll get the best Friday night this side of the grave
Everywhere exactly and on time
The best friday night this side of the grave
The best friday night this side of the grave