Lyrics:
Yo Chuck, is that a drone up there man?
They fly over, they fly over
Let me go get Timmy C's gun and shoot it out the fuckin' sky
Look out when
debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin'
debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin'
debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin'
by side in our dressing gowns
And waited for the sundown
To embrace the blue lit town.
She became my black leach,
Sucking all my energy.
She
saints and winners,
Just wait to walk on by
Ola e, ola e
The Brando's in the forest,
And Nancy's in the flood
The ? makes a pirouette
The gods
Buffet in my hands, bet them bands will make her drop
More ham less talk, rollin' Mario Kart
OCD I'm ODB that's purple rain in the cup
This that Audrey
And joy is made fall in the salvation
As time slips by
I stand alone
While you gain the world
But lose your soul
I long to say the words to make
Don't call it a comeback
I've been here for years
I'm rocking my peers
Puttin' suckers in fear
Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon
wants you to hit your targets
Boy, its gonna be a mess down there
To save... to pay?
When the rain curtains fall
No escape from euphoria
We all
Doesn't know what to do anymore
Jesus makes love to the spike
A trick for a fix and feeling so sick
Just can't seem to get right
Once he was
immortalized by the crave for what
There is beyond the fields of gloom
Far from the useless lives of those empty slaves
There is no place for your life to go
Doesn't know what to do anymore
Jesus makes love to the spike
A trick for a fix and feeling so sick
Just can't seem to get right
Once he was
Through the iridescent rain
In this heavy atmosphere
Nothing makes a sound
But the beating of my heart
Broken down and torn to shreds
and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don´t you call me ´cause I can´t go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin´, it was drizzlin´ rain
Don't call it a comeback
I've been here for years
I'm rocking my peers
Puttin' suckers in fear
Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon
ALL WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN
I HOPE I MAKE IT THERE BY 7 PM
AND WHEN WE GET TO PARADISE
WE CAN TOAST WITH JESUS CHRIST
OH OOOO
your final branded the weak i feel it burn i see the fire beneath your eyes your hate for you you leaves these scars bleeding imprisoned myself in your
We are bound for Wyoming, July '91.
By way of the mountains, open road and the sun.
I'll crash while you drive to the next state line.
We can
Don't call it a comeback
I've been here for years
I'm rocking my peers
Puttin' suckers in fear
Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon
debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin'
Come sit down beside me and listen awhile
And I’ll tell you my story
It won’t make you smile
There’s a place in my heart and a time I hold dear
a month of Sundays
Maybe in a war I would still read the wrong signs
But I don't mind it
Being in the darkness, baby
To be by your side, I would walk
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