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Greta by Widespread Panicالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door

There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane

Well, how's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah

All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls

Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flower child

How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah

All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls

Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flower child

How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah

There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door

There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a big ol' brama bull
Busting up my shotgun shack

Writer : JOHN F. BELL, MICHAEL N. HOUSER, TODD A. NANCE, DAVID A. SCHOOLS, DOMINGO ORTIZ, JOHN R. HERMAN
Copyright : Lyrics © BUG MUSIC

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