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Everyone Can Go To Hell (except my baby)

from Ivy Schmivey by Roy Ivy

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I shit my pants, that ain't no euphemism.
In my defense, I think I'm dying
I stole your girlfriend's soul on the staircase
It was a petty theft, they're giving it away.
I used to try too hard but now i'm just so lazy
in my defense, i think i'm dying
we had a good run, we lived longer than Jesus
we didn't make babies we didn't spread diseases

Oh, hello, you're the only one I want to talk to.
Everyone else can go straight to hell.

I told a joke, just to divide the room,
in my defense, i think i'm dying.

I wanna shoplift, pull off a major grift.
then come around for another sift.

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from Ivy Schmivey, track released December 25, 2010

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Roy Ivy Butte, montana

Drinking songs and sing-alongs: that's Roy Ivy's specialty .If you haven't seen him dancing and sloshing about Butte, America, you may have met him in his past lives as a Chicago troubadour. Or maybe you met him in Dallas, where he ran The Tah-Dahs off a cliff, and stupidly quit The Polyphonic Spree before they toured with Bowie.

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