Daddy wanted me to leave it, Indiana, Indiana in the cold Said "you know you really don't need it, leave the fame for the road" I remember when I was leaving, I was only six years old Oh how my heart was beatin', about ready to explode One shot honey collect it all, the dust inside the rusted souls You should get a ride cause you can't control the heart that beats under the bone Come on my combat chameleon give it up, you've got your life to attend to, Buttercup, you're entertaining the talk that is told through the teeth of the mouths of The millions dyin' to meet ya— Little do they know Said the Mississippi river won't kill you, unless you stand too close my dear Take you to Louisiana a long long way from here And the war's been a long time coming, yes a long long war's gonna come We're standing at the end of a story, at the foot of a palindrome One shot honey collect it all, the dust inside the rusted souls You should get a ride cause you can't control the hear that beats under the bone Come on my combat chameleon give it up, you've got your life to attend to, Buttercup, you're entertaining the talk that is told through the teeth of the mouths of The millions dyin' to meet ya— Little do they knowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
