Title: Rust
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Artist: Black Label Society
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Author: Bridson
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Tempo: 120 BPM
Tracks: 3
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Bars: 179

Lyric

You're so fuckin' tough, so motherfuckin' bad
13 years of grief is all your folks ever had
Just an ignorant cunt, talking such shit
Tryin' to act act like a man
You little fuckin' punk kid

Yeah! Son, look at you now!
Yeah! Son, look at you now!

Day of court, day of fear, in walks the judge
Half a year, nothing less. No, he wouldn't budge
Hand over your belongings, and your motherfuckin' soul
That's the joy of life
Six months in the hole

Yeah! Son, look at you now!
Yeah! Son, look at you now!

You wrecked your mother, yeah you beat her down
Teachers can't protect you when your friends are 'round
What's so tough, so motherfuckin' bad
13 years of grief is all your folks ever had

Yeah! Son, look at you now!
Yeah! Son, look at you now!