Lyrics:
is sung
You ain't country son
If mama says jump and you don't ask how high
And if you ain't scared to let daddy catch you in a lie
'Cause what
Katrine
George Bush's great rolling war machine.
I think we're in trouble, don't you?
It might seem I don't think our country's so great,
But intolerance,
at the door of the Anne Summers sex shop it's St.Georges day and all the old people smile, the young people look hungry looking for a new door I'm in the sun
Eric Berry
Laughing to the bank cuz Bitch im Bill Bailey
We living to die don't you live in a hurry
Cuz haterz they wanna see ya dead buried
DONT EVER
drama interject, where you might get hit by a pro who in the jects
Who sleeping on the floor cause the living so raw where bullets do the George Jeff
buildings
In a country that was sponsoring bombs dropped on our children
I was watching the Towers, and though I wasn't the closest
I saw them crumble
Circle be in a yacht... (floating) *echo*
CHORUS [YLook] {Saukrates} (Kardinal)
You know this money man
Got us acting funny man
We sick of living
us living in equivalence to a zoo?
They knew what they were doing
When they put them in the ghetto
Threw the crack and cocaine in there for a show
They
folks call it love
Up on the mountain down in the valley
Living on sweet vibrations some folks call it love
Come out to the country find your peace
Spade Cooley got raised down in Oklahoma
Fiddle in his hand, good ol' country boy persona
In the dirty Dust Bowl he moved to California
A young Okie
CHORUS:
Things are hard things are hard
The country we're living is very bad
Things are hard things are hard
For election they no need our voters card
me
But I know I always will remember
Those golden memories of home
And all though I?m living ore the water
My heart is in my Irish Country Home
Oh
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
We're doing that Texas Two-step with good ole Dancing George
Boot scoot'n fun in a country-swing dance hall
On the Resonator Road Trip
Austin City bound
SONG TITLE: COUNTRY GIRL
BY: GEORGE GIGcNTO
Intro: 2X C-cm-Em-F
Chords: C-cm-Em- G
C cm Em G
the pins in the lock
Everything crushed beneath that tick tock
From amusement parks down to office blocks
Ready to rock, you know with EDC
Always by my side
Water
Water
Water
That's just how it goes that's just how it goes
Living in the city and nobody knows
When you been, where you go
Who you friends
know this it'll pass you by
That's why my head is in the clouds trying to pass the sky
Never blinking for a minute, keep my eyes on my foes
They want
the
Ghetto and eating in the
Ghetto oh sleeping in the
Ghetto (living)
Finding ways around the system
I´m just trynna get by
The government don't see
not squealing
The only thing the system does is fill us with corrupt feelings
How a full time working man can wake up with no ceilings
Living in
turn around
Living to get by, ain't no way to live
It's all I've known and I'm pretty good at it
Don't believe in Jesus, don't believe in God
I believe
can we put all the blame?
"The youth have no respect
And this country's up in flames"
Shut it off, Shut it off
Kill the lights and break the locks
better I guess
Man, I love this laid back country
When you come from it
You're damn proud of it
Got it right, living pretty good
Way out 'round here
In my
bitch demeanors, we see
Bad dispositions in law enforcement get no sympathy from me
They say it's just a few bad apples, but we got them by the barrel
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