Lyrics:
them bones until the foreman comes back
Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about
We've got an off-schedule train comin? two miles about
shoes
Tryin to find a lady, chase away my blues
Hot and wasted lord sweatin' in the sun
'cause I'm not a foreman 'till my work is all done
Later in
them bones until the foreman comes back
Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about
We've got an off-schedule train comin' two miles out
bones 'til the foreman comes back.
Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about,
We've got an off-schedule train comin' two miles out.
Everybody's
Bringing on the fury
The choir infantry
Revolt against the honor to obey
Overthrow the effigy
The vast majority
While burning down the foreman
(Come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than Bootsy Collins
You verses me
Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and watch
on the fury
The choir infantry
Revolt against the honor to obey
Overthrow the effigy
The vast majority
While burning down the foreman of control
Silence is
the
Foreman comes back
Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about
We've got an off-schedule train
Comin two miles about
Everybody's trembling and running
in George Foreman)
Boy, I wanna know, lyin' that you're sexin' me (lying that you're sexin' me)
When everybody knows, it's clear that you're upset
Bringing on the fury
The choir infantry
Revolt against the honor to obey
Overthrow the effigy
The vast majority
While burning down the foreman
til the foreman comes back
Pick up your belongings boys and scatter about
We've got an off scheduled train comin' two miles out
Let it roll, let it
in George Foreman)
Boy, I wanna know, lyin' that you're sexin' me (lying that you're sexin' me)
When everybody knows, it's clear that you're upset
And the hero you should know
The bravest of the shanty boys
Our foreman young Monroe
'Twas on a Sunday mornin'
There daylight did appear
Our logs were piled up
I was framin' houses in Houston one August afternoon
When the foreman's wife pulled up in her Lincoln and she said I been looking for you
The old
is
It sure was better back then
Yeah It sure was better back then
Working in the rain beneath surplus tarp
Foreman in the wagon twanging a sad
shoes
Tryin to find a lady, chase away my blues
Hot and wasted Lord sweatin' in the sun
'Cause I'm not a foreman 'till my work is all done
Later in
praise thee!"
The Minstrel fell! But the foreman's steel
Could not bring that proud soul under
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again
For he tore its
out more, want it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with that little Foreman grill?
How its gon' look when
Bringing on the fury
The choir infantry
Revolt against the honor to obey
Overthrow the effigy
The vast majority
While burning down the foreman
to the foreman oh you better jump
There's two locomotives that's going to bump
Casey jones, two locomotives
Casey jones, that's going to bump
Casey jones, two
The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post
Refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the most
Watchdog got rabies the foreman's got fleas
foreman
Scarlet woman turned Mormon
Deny my own misfortune and proceed towards my orbit
Heat of the moment, far from my component
Walk over thy opponent,
I came with a warrant
My grill to her box I ain't got a George Foreman
I hit her right now and I hit it beforehand
Put me in her tops said she liked
So pray to your lord or your foreman
That the sun might rise in the morning
They told us hell was warm
But our empire fell for
Shelter from the storm
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