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There's no cure for rabies
by I've Made Too Much Pasta
[Intro]
X 8
[Verse]
Twisting and fighting and sometimes I'm biting
I'm giving you rabies outside of a mall
Howling and foaming and I've got double vision
One glass of water and I'll surely drown
[Chorus]
I'm sorry
But I don't think there's a
cure For
[Verse]
Can't reach the pedals can't see past the dashboard
I'm looking so angry while driving a bus
I'm not as messed up as you might think I am
I'm drinking kombucha and celery juice
I'm Sorry
But there's no cure for
REH!
(Botulism)
[verse b]
There's no cure for rabies, my dog's speaking to me
Reminding me nothing I do will work out
Mom is an Albatross Dad is the TV
The mice took the kitchen there's nowhere to go
And I'm making a salad at 3 in the morning
Because I've lost control , I've lost control of my life
[NOISEY BRIDGE PART]
Huffing and barking we'll never find parking
How can they do this? They know we have cars
I've made too much Salad does anyone want some?
Who do you think that you think that you are?