Lyrics:
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the tragic weight she bore
Day after day she seemed to slip further away
cs her voice was taken by the waves
Consumed by deep blue shades
cll i remember was
Quinn, was born in October when the month begin, 10 is the number Im at, like the start of the track, 10 is is the day my life began, did you catch that,
the mistrust, its what got our messages mixed up
Before I rip up your letters let us see if I can tear you away from his clutch
This stuff's a whole other drawer
to take it slow
From the mirror, stare the eyes that never know
How could time just slip away? I could not see
I have to look inside myself, to save what's
she'll be our Patsy
c little B & E never bothered me
Slip in through the back. Nice and easy
Whoever gets caught is taking the blame
Whoever gets away is
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
less it's for the green feel like I got the right away
Nigga talking sideways
Then we sliding right away
Then drive by
Do a hit and run, then we
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
couple of guns, more than a few knives
Til everything ends in blood splatter, flashing blue lights
I was born to make a killing spilling writtens from all
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
lost
A memory she took away
And while alarming
There's a peace in a sultry way
Something comfortable to slip in
Another reason I'm slipping away today
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
want me to slip
Lose my grip
And fall and biff
And laugh
While my ***** is trash
While you sleep a sound in upper class
But the catch the clash
You wear
of the light.
I've been thinking ‘bout the blue sky lately
Funny thing is that it's only just a couple steps away
Lookin' at it through the pane I'm facing
Every
enough
His jumper is sat by the bin
Wish I could find the lines to say
That being honest cuts the cleanest
I've got a feeling he still won't go away
So
Tell ya people that I'm comin by (Yeah yeah)
Got that shit that'll get ya high (Holla at a pimp)
Talkin shit cause I'm off
Tonight, and you really
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