Lyrics:
don't lay me down to rest
You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven,
don't lay me down to rest
You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven,
I wanna hear raindrops fallin' down on an old tin roof
I wanna find a front porch rail and prop up my travelin' boots
See your silhouette in that
stains on my fingers
I've got a silver spoon on a chain
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I've got wild staring eyes
And I've got
Sometimes with people
I fake I've seen movies
To round off the edges
Subset of history
I lose my identity
Start bumming at parties
Prop up two
Roll the fucking tanks
A flyover in my name
I'll throw my own parade
I'll tell the world how many came
Prop Up The Polls
Prop Up The Polls
stains on my fingers
I've got a silver spoon on a chain
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I've got wild staring eyes
And I've got
everyone is humming a song
That I don't understand
Prop up The Omega Man, we're primed for victory
God gave us the upper hand, there's honor among
drink to unleash their libidos
And other people drink to prop up their egos
It's my burdon, man, people say
I have the kind of face you can trust
Don't lay me down to rest
You can put my mind at ease
If you fill my last request
Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven,
to stay
Adiós and vaya con Dios
Going home now to stay
(Just gonna prop up by the lake)
And put my ass in a lawn chair
Toes in the clay
Not a worry
back it up back it up
I love it
LITE it up LITE it up LITE it up LITE it up
I love it
Prop it up Prop it up Prop it up Prop it up
I love it
There's
or else
I want to prop up this fragile place
But I can't do it all by myself
'Cause when we dream, it's of the wind blowing cold and hard
And when
Just a hard luck boy from a hard luck town
Hard luck story that's goin' around
You can make a fool wear a crown
Prop him up but he falls back down
to stay
Adiós and vaya con Dios
Going home now to stay
(Just gonna prop up by the lake)
And put my ass in a lawn chair
Toes in the clay
Not a worry
could prop up the bar in hell
How do you sleep
You've never loved
Why was I never good enough
You thought you'd leave me falling forever
Karma
Give you love
Prop you up
Lock it down
If you lemme lemme
Lemme lemme
Give you love
Prop you up
Lock it down
If you lemme lemme
Lemme lemme
Give
Relatable pain feeling the loss of being so heard
I'm free, gonna prop up my feet
I'm free, so I roll up my sleeves
And do something, prove nothing
I'm
from crying
Said he'd been there for twenty one years
Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the tears
Prop up the front the back falls down
supposed to
I prop you up
I stand you up
So I can keep you in the knowing
Your halo's showing
Following you
Following you
Following you
Following you
perpetually
Ritually catchin wreck, don't step, I cut ya
I mix the Sector 6 and now I knowledge butter words
To prop up Afrika Bambaataa, a lotta, brother is
Cower behind their flag and law
Safe at the top but in the end you'll fall
Seeds of those who prop up machines
Of hate and greed - your American
to stay
Adiós and vaya con Dios
Going home now to stay
(Just gonna prop up by the lake)
And put my ass in a lawn chair
Toes in the clay
Not a worry
breeds
My friends and my family
Had the vision with no bounds, now it's blowing up
Props to the field dog
With the vote through the campaign
Gold
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