Lyrics:
Let's work
It's like national news when we pop out
We bring the girls and the guap out
Middle of winter, not just when it's hot out
Ain't even put it
Chi-town
Them bears was a-gettin' smart
They'd brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard
There's armored cars, and tanks, and Jeeps
Chi-town
Them bears was a-gettin' smart
They'd brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard
There's armored cars, and tanks, and Jeeps
Chi-town
Them bears was a-gettin' smart
They'd brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard
There's armored cars, and tanks, and Jeeps
a gettin' smart
They'd brought up some reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard
There's armored cars, and tanks, and jeeps
And rigs of ev'ry size
reinforcements
From the Illinois National Guard
There's armoured cars and tanks and jeeps
And rigs of every size
Yeah them chicken coops was full of bears
the mail
JB is a cross-country trucker
And he called last night from South Carolina
He said I fallen in love with a waitress
That I met at a Waffle House
a job
One fallen asleep trucker
And a girl hitchhiking with a dog.
They were bound for glory
Bound for living on the edge
They were bound for each
to be a job
One fallen asleep trucker
And a girl hitchhiking with her dog.
They were bound for glory
Bound for living on the edge
They were bound
the next Pac
Best top, left breast, save it for the desktop
Rest stop while the truckers getting liquorish
Hard to give a fuck when you barely even give
army
Cah
We might turn man salami
I saw the jakes and flushed the work in the kahzi
Lewisham national spin it
Might do something irrational
Fresh pair
glorified
When I think of all the widows
And the tears they have cried
When I think about the history of genocide
And the root of the problem is national
the mail
JB is a cross-country trucker
Oh, he called last night from South Carolina
He said, I've fallen in love with a waitress, boys
I met at a Waffle
with
Me sitting next to her
Nicki Minaj has fallen asleep
We are at Barclays Center in one of
The dressing rooms, which are low
Low beneath Brooklyn
forced to pay, fund these heartless U.S. policies
their explanation... "it's national interest, national security..."
at little big horn national
out Mom here comes Al Capone
And you shake shake the baby
Cause he won't shut up
Fallen from the cradle landed on a soapbox
Now a national bomb with
Ridin' to nowhere on 65
You were making fun of the way I drive
We were laying in the churchyard looking for signs
Like a fallen star, or the voice
a smile
The small crowded bar roars loud its approval of some verbal blow that she's dealt
By telling a trucker from the Redball Express to have intercourse
a smile
The small crowded bar roars loud
Its approval of some verbal
Blow that she's dealt
By telling a trucker from the Redball
Express to have intercourse
to see,
Just a hole in my memory where my mind used to be.
Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart.
I reside
In a world that has fallen apart.
Heather, fallen heroes, fill this wall with murals
Nevada get up, hit the damn resetter
Let's start from zero, this is our renewal
Spray tan, get rid of,
Several months that he has
Emerged as something else, a public figure
On the national stage though it
Seems cynical to say so
This can partially be
that arrived too late
and now he's gone
As I sit here on the 8th of May on Victory in Europe Day
Thinking about the Fallen, who fought to keep me here
Wal-Mart
Like sticks and fallen dead leaves
To feed the fire of the world
Because which is more important
To comfort an old woman
Or see visions
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