An unsanctioned release I said "Sayonara" My escape through the hills of Northern Florida A family drives from Georgia Grandma tries to warn 'em But alas, this is her fault
Their car flipped over Need my help "You're the Misfit" Now to violence I am compelled
No pleasure in life Just spitefulness A disproportionate punishment I must see to believe Is my life so callous? Oh God, he flung everything off balance
Can't remember No help The Hypocrite, she reaches out Geronticide
Pray!
Now she lies limp With three bullets in her chest Looking kinda like her baby boy She's gonna sleep with the rest
A good man is hard to find A good man is hard to find A good man is hard to find I'm not a good man to findTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.