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Description
Hound of Baskerville

Lyrics by: Goggles

Oh, look how well she plays her flute
Dodge a conflict, she never disputes
You want it like an old running man
Baby, you know me, find someone who can

Behind your tricks, flicks, there’s a man
Watch your lie take another stand
All wrapped up in a nice confetti
Im sure you scorched it, but does he know?

It's like chess, yes, a wrong move
An artifact of a strange mood
Now's the time to pay your dues
Greet the hound of Baskerville

The tragic of it’s composition
(they) take advantage of cornered position
Risk at will and fall with the thrill
You know you can win, just make it over the hill

I know what you want, I read you easy
A-many attempt, you tried to please me
Appreciate my sincerity
Just go away and blame it on me

It's like chess, yes, a wrong move
An artifact of a strange mood
Now's the time to pay your dues
Greet the hound of Baskerville

It's not a chance, it's crusifiction
The beast is in no recognition
Radio tuned in to Beethovens 9th
Taylors Port endures the night

It seems its time to have a decision
t'is, remind you, pole position
Elementary, my dear Watson
I'll have none of that, attempt it not

It's like chess, yes, a wrong move
An artifact of a strange mood
Now's the time to pay your dues
Greet the hound of Baskerville

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My scanner's a bit fucked, so I had to part up the picture.
First I scanned a big part of it, and then I had to scan the part that was left behind (don't ask..my scanner's stupid, heh).
I hope it doesn't show TOO well..Tried to make it look as good as possible, don't know if I succeeded.
It kinda looks better in real life though..hehe.

Oh well..Enjoy it..or don't

Lawrence © Me [Maria]

Description
Hound of Baskerville

Lyrics by: Goggles

Oh, look how well she plays her flute
Dodge a conflict, she never disputes
You want it like an old running man
Baby, you know me, find someone who can

Behind your tricks, flicks, there’s a man
Watch your lie take another stand
All wrapped up in a nice confetti
Im sure you scorched it, but does he know?

It's like chess, yes, a wrong move
An artifact of a strange mood
Now's the time to pay your dues
Greet the hound of Baskerville

The tragic of it’s composition
(they) take advantage of cornered position
Risk at will and fall with the thrill
You know you can win, just make it over the hill

I know what you want, I read you easy
A-many attempt, you tried to please me
Appreciate my sincerity
Just go away and blame it on me

It's like chess, yes, a wrong move
An artifact of a strange mood
Now's the time to pay your dues
Greet the hound of Baskerville

It's not a chance, it's crusifiction
The beast is in no recognition
Radio tuned in to Beethovens 9th
Taylors Port endures the night

It seems its time to have a decision
t'is, remind you, pole position
Elementary, my dear Watson
I'll have none of that, attempt it not

It's like chess, yes, a wrong move
An artifact of a strange mood
Now's the time to pay your dues
Greet the hound of Baskerville

------------------

My scanner's a bit fucked, so I had to part up the picture.
First I scanned a big part of it, and then I had to scan the part that was left behind (don't ask..my scanner's stupid, heh).
I hope it doesn't show TOO well..Tried to make it look as good as possible, don't know if I succeeded.
It kinda looks better in real life though..hehe.

Oh well..Enjoy it..or don't

Lawrence © Me [Maria]