A little rough around the edges for a living chops wood A little misheard a little misunderstood So how do you tell the bad from the good Is it what you learn along the way or do what others would
Where we go from here, I'm not quite sure But be damned if I'm stuck scrubbing the kitchen floor Just to fall on my own plastic sword All I know is I've got to give it what for
When I die I'm gunna shoot my ashes into the sky Cheer as you watch them fly Across the valley into that golden light So please don't cry Because I I lived a good life
So if you rock up to the church on the very last day And expect to get straight through the pearly gates Maybe it's all just a little, a little too late Better stick to your guns and choose your own fate
When I die I'm gunna shoot my ashes into the sky Cheer as you watch them fly Across the valley into that golden light So please don't cry Because I I lived a good lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
