Lyrics:
Got it in the bag like crack rocks
I'm on drugs and slanging
I spit dirty like backwash
All my records banging
Sipping Jameson by the barrel
Bitch wanna
tryna get these bands, dog
You know we in this bitch, we throwin' up them grands, y'all
And once we hit the club we 'bout to fuckin' go ham, y'all
My
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
Bears in the kitchen
Tigers on TV
The singer's pretending
That this song's for me
See the world's still spinning 'round
Gettin' dizzy when we look
I headed out to California for margaritas by the pool
And the house of a good old friend of mine I knew way back in school
Just a box of wood
Six
chicken shit in to chicken salad.
Make no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite
Yeah, I’m like a old box Chevy just primed up
I ain’t tripping I’ll wait for the paint
It’s some beauty in the struggle whatcha crying for
No tunking
John, he's kicking out the footlights
The Grand Ole Opry's got a brand new band
Lord, let me die with a hammer in my hand
I dream a highway back to you
you're looking for the real thing
He can show you where it went
There's the young faith healer, he's a woman stealer
He will cure by his command
When
you're looking for the real thing
He can show you where it went
There's the young faith healer, he's a woman stealer
He will cure by his command
When
to be an all American singer
I'm gonna get down off the soapbox
and get back behind a guitar with the band
stop singing songs that draw hard lines
in the car
And if the Nigga bout a dollar under
Ima leave him with more than Mark
Ten bands
Fifty bands
Run it man
Run it man
Run it man
Ten bands
and Soul
Very pleasing to the ear
When I first heard it on the record
I just stopped, right there,
Sounded like a band of angels in the sky,
And I
God in all this mess?
Well, see that's the reason for the song
See, wherever you go there's one thing ya got to know
God, is right there by your side
the Lee
Know how to fix a great big feast
She's out in the dead of night
Giving that singer boy a big surprise
Defend me baby
Defend me baby
Don't let
the Lee
Know how to fix a great big feast
She's out in the dead of night
Giving that singer boy a big surprise
Defend me baby
Defend me baby
Don't let
petty crooks
And I will learn by studying the lessons in my dreams
So turn off the TV, 'cause that's what others see
And movies are as bad as eating
we will be lucky
To finish our set
Just finish our set
If you can't carry a tune in a bucket
We're the band for you
We're the band for you
If you learn
can see exactly what to do, please tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band
How can we understand
Riots by the people for the people
The dragon within keeps the flesh alive
To absolve my sin i'm the thief with a mark
Redeemed by the will of the undying spark
The wolf in the dark (The wolf in
the money rolling in, by the bouquet
See me coming, move out my way
Ya'll want beef, she better grab a steak
With these clown hoes, I will not play
Cause I'll
and Soul
Very pleasing to the ear
When I first heard it on the record
I just stopped, right there,
Sounded like a band of angels in the sky,
And I
NO ONE KNOWS HIS REAL NAME
In a dingy upstairs hotel room
With views across the street
The singer awakes and blinks his eyes
To lose the dull
It's the last country song by
The last country band
In the last honky tonk in the world
It's the last country dance on
The last hardwood floor
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