Lyrics:
Benjamin blues
Fuck em by the twos
I run up a check
Nigga I'm a monster
If you need dollars Lil baby I can sponsor
Last nigga You was fucking w
I could tell you the story of a vagabond
A playboy of the western world
One day by chance he came upon
A fair young maid, a country girl
He told her
Look out there man, I've got the mad man blues
I come home last night around nine o'clock
I knew you weren't there, baby,
'Cause I knock
a couple stacks it time to up the cheddar
Aint no hidin from the green im tryna get this money
Blue strips get it em all i aint bein funny
Cause wen it comes
I've been working all week, just been trying to make a dollar
If you want to meet up me right Down by the holler
Got a twelve pack of beer sitting
I'm sprintin
Feeling blue
But red is what I'm reppin
Don't you see
We just surrounded by giants
Don't call yourself a fuckin g
If you scared they will
Throwing Dollar$ For Thrills
Lyrics by © Graham Hull 2023
We're way out in the country outback
We're way out in the country
We're throwing dollars
Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again after the money's gone
Once in
Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again after the money's gone
Once in
the mouth into Mate’s sinking consciousness viewing the last of the blues being drunk into The Orb...
His blinking eyes look to the large blue arms dragging
trees that have stood here all along
I have come by the highway home
Can you see the first star of the blue night
Can you hear the soft cicada drone
overtime
and every dollar that I make goes to debt I gotta pay
I'm just working for the blues
I'm just working for the blues
I'm just working for the blues
go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime,
What can you see from your window?
I can't see anything from mine.
Flags on the side of the highway
And scripture on grocery store signs.
Maybe
What can you see from your window?
I can't see anythin' from mine
Flags on the side of the highway
And scripture on grocery store signs
Maybe
for da dollar billss
I'm finna hit up HQ
Need me a bucket of blue
I wanna pop off da top
I wanna fuck up da room
I wanna fuck up da room
I wanna splurge
with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue
The highway is for gamblers, you
to last
Oh, mama, he's coming for me
On a red dirt highway, of a deep blue sea
Six black horses will carry me
And I will ride, ride, ride
I will ride,
last
The highway's open, see the seasons rolling past
Calling from ctlanta got my head in the clouds
I've been rocking all weekend
Manager can worry
too.
Southside Johnnys lookin' sharp,
always feelin' blue.
Lord I worked on a railroad,
worked on a highway too,
worked down in the swamp babe,
The day pours away as
I lie in bed
Blue sheets of rivers
Engulfed in silk
Cream sunsets of
Fresh poured milk
Hair flows by in
The nighttime air
I'm finally
I'm tired of working every day for a dollar
About to choke on my own blue collar
This ain't gonna last
Misled by the grand illusion
I've come
The sun's so hard on this endless highway
Shoot high let go
Shoot high aim low
I've heard the singers, who sing of love
Shoot high let go
In the blue
We hit the blue fields
In the blue sedan we didn't get much further
Just as the sun was rising in the mist
We were all alone we didn't need much
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