1. Fifth Harmony - Sauced Up 
2. Uriah Heep - One Day 2:47 [1973]
3. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
Static-X - Dirthouse
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All right!
My Dirthouse,
Watch it happen from a box
Mind wonders,
Dirty dirty word.
My Dirthouse,
This is were it all comes down.
Look into my eye
you feel my skin its dirt.
Drive me wild
Remember when you blew my mind.
Cut through me
Living in the dirt.
These dogs are curled up in a little ball.
These dogs are freezing their ass'es off.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
Open the box see whats inside.
You make thecall sick of it all again.
Open the box see whats inside.
You make thecall sick of it all again.
Tear me down
Pushing on my every nerve.
Scares me
I hope I dont get burnt.
Look closer
Look into my dirty mind.
Feeling sick inside.
My blood has turned to fucking dirt.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
My Dirthouse,
Watch it happen from a box
Mind wonders,
Dirty dirty word.
My Dirthouse,
This is were it all comes down.
Look into my eye
you feel my skin its dirt.
Drive me wild
Remember when you blew my mind.
Cut through me
Living in the dirt.
These dogs are curled up in a little ball.
These dogs are freezing their ass'es off.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
Open the box see whats inside.
You make thecall sick of it all again.
Open the box see whats inside.
You make thecall sick of it all again.
Tear me down
Pushing on my every nerve.
Scares me
I hope I dont get burnt.
Look closer
Look into my dirty mind.
Feeling sick inside.
My blood has turned to fucking dirt.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I wonna call this my home.
Go Go Go,Go Go Go
Pick up the pieces,
I got some pain of my own.
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