Here we go I got something to tell ya, The land of plenty is the land of privilege For your blue-eyed culture-deprived American boy You got your dicks
He's a bullshit king and he dwells in his cave He'll tell you pretty things just to make you behave He knows the tricks of his trade He's got all his
One way or the other I'm a bad brother Word to the mother fucker I'm a bad brother Juliette lewis : Born bad, Born bad Its such a sin Born bad Its
I'm gonna love you Like nobody's loved you Come rain or come shine High as a mountain Deep as a river Come rain or come shine I guess when you met me
The land of plenty is the land of privileged For your blue eyed culture deprived American boy You got your dicks in a twist And you're raising your fist
All the pretty girls are on fire burned up by this city I been told I'm a real livewire who broke the rules of the game I picked up like a rolling stone
Woman, Skip in and walk like you own the place, baby Move on You gotta get your groove on And take it all Didn't you want to change the world Like a
Call an army, bring your brothers All you heathens gonna get released. I was born a liar, became an angel I left my fire in your mean machine. Tell your
lick my face Let fall your dreams I'll play the part I'll open this mouth wide Eat your heart I can hardly wait Lips cracked, dry Toungue blue burst Say angel come Say lick
Hot kiss won't you tell me what you miss boy Blind love you got me spinning like a wind up toy Hot kiss won't you tell me what you miss boy Blind love
You hear me You hear me You hear me Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon Up, up
I felt you watching me Eyes dripping like a drink Past the conversation That fell from my lips There's always a wordless sound That goes spinning wide
You told a lie You make up stories You say wake up I'm stuck I'm comin' around I'm on fire You're so alive You got the good juice I feel alright, uptight
One midnight call changed it all I sit in silence and reach into the distance A brother's sentence, forever villainized No chance of redemption No matter
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Woman Skip in and walk like you own the place, baby Move on You gotta get your groove on And take it all Didn't you want to change the world Like a
It's too late All the lights are out All the kids have played Now I've lost my way, Anyway Heartache and pain baby I know it ain't right now but you
I'd come around like a little cat brush past your leg imagine that dont leave my dish outside I want to eat by the heat of your light I woke up just
