Lyrics:
well
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye and Lawrence Welk
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist
us home
he drove us through the heart of Texas
once in Dallas I was shown
the spot where JFK got shot
getting
(down in New York City)
Five hours, the flight was rough
Scared of heights but don't
Never get high enough
LAX to JFK, my bird at the baggage claim
cheap from JFK
I was cool in DC out in PG round the way
Your coolness smell of newness yeah the receipt say today
Old you or the new you keep both you
Got an email at twenty-two
Told me I could be a star
On a plane for the first time
I couldn't wait to start
Landed at JFK
Father Christmas
both eyes closed
Breathe in heart pounds
After we walk off of the plane back at JFK
Climb in a stranger's car cross a bridge halfway
Statue
the club, I don't wanna fight (at all)
JFK in the morning, I got a long flight (gone)
Shawty a freak, she should be on a porn site
I'ma make this left when
needed to learn to pull out,
And I want you, yeah, like a Lawyer/Mathematician wants some kind of proof,
And I want you, yeah, like JFK wanted a car with
Cover-ups. official statements
Digest my gospel headlines
Marilyn committed suicide
Some nut blew JFK away
Mr. Murdoch cares for orphans
McDonalds
so Marilyn Monroe
It's funny how that makes me wanna smash the phone
I wonder if JFK ever felt this way
All alone, like summer when it snows
So
hungry no child left behind
Why every time a leader steps outta line
We find cut down early before he hits his prime
Bob Marley never saw 35
JFK
well
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye and Lawrence Welk
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist
They put it in the tabloids.
Got a look at Fergi's boobs, my my.
Honey, honey, yeah.
You know JFK didn't really die.
They got a picture and he looks all
(Chorus)
Now I've been working
Nights at the diner
Where a soup can serves as my reminder
Did he ever draw JFK
Has anyone seen him
Talked to him lately
america
La la la l-america
Use up your body; sister sublimate
Burnt up my brain to an empire state
Libera me me me domine
Blow me away like j.f.k.
Astral
Huh, huh, huh, hustle my man
Huh, huh
Now, now, now, now this one day I'm workin' at JFK
It's the 4th of July, nigga HEY!
Something's wrong man, I
Smack dab in the middle of sin
The whole world's in trouble again
You feed a wicked heart and you kill a decent man
Jesus Christ, JFK, Martin
to your home (to your home, to your mama and papa)
But you probably won't show, waiting at JFK with little hope (Now you know it)
Try, try to stay awake
well
I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye and Lawrence Welk
And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist
Truman, Pinochet, Nixon
Queen Elizabeth, Khomeini, JFK
Reagan, Thatcher,
Saddam Hussein
Lucifer, Jesus, FHC
Die!
Monroe.
It's funny how that makes me wanna smash the phone.
I wonder if J.F.K. ever felt this way.
All alone, like Summer when it snows.
So out of place, so
countin' the butterflies
One, two, three
Let's bring it on
Keep on dancing in the streets of love
French kissing on JFK drive
Till we crash at the beach
don't know where she's been
J.F.K.'s head's a puzzle and your woman needs a muzzle
Barbara Eden in the bottle and now I'm gonna guzzle
You're too
lead, we follow
When you bleed, oh the masses feel your pain
Plant your seed, setting sunflowers
Growing inside our brains
JFK, Joan of Arc
Sit in
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