Concrete roads wait for me They're the veins in this machine we feed That will never sleep
Bring her flowers that make her laugh and eyes bleed Get out and ride around violently Come rain or shine Doing God's work
This kinda work is sparse But somebody's got to do gods work This kinda work is hard But somebody's gotta do her dirty work
Don't ask me for anything but flowers cause we don't dabble with them other powers But I know someone who knows someone If you want me to stay and help rearrange your mind I have something that will help you sleep at night
This kinda work is sparse But somebody's got to do gods work this kinda work is hard But somebody's gotta do this dirty workout
Oh, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Oh, ooh Got to do her dirty work Oh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh-ooh Got to do her dirty work Ooh ooh ooh
Concrete roads wait for me They’re the veins in this machine we feed That will never sleep That will never sleep Bring her flowers that make her laugh and eyes bleed Get out and ride around violently Come rain or shine Doing God’s workTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
