Stay close if you wanna keep up, but don't get turned around, go ahead for the bullseye my friend, but oh, you're gonna get the horns, yellow-bellies never have any guts, but God, how he gets the glory, the west was won from a cheater with a gun and I hope he never lives it down, minced words from anonymous cowards fell down from kingdom come, the threatened source of this obstacle course had us cornered in a guessing game, every attempt turned to kettle of fish and loves making its waves, if I had a guess, he's still making a mess worse than any thunderstorm
No one turned over leaves, no one's branching out, no one went on a limb when he belted out, get gone, someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe, someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse, get gone
Let's stall like a Neanderthal, that can't make up his mind, I'm not sorry if you've heard it before broken records wanna make a case, the croppers came and were spinning yarn, our ears still opened up, if failed attempts were a lottery ticket, you can bet I'd be rakin' it in
No one turned over leaves, no one's branching out, no one went on a limb when he belted out, get gone, someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe, someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse, get gone
Get gone I said, get gone I said, get gone I said, get gone I said
No one turned over leaves, no one's branching out, no one went on a limb when he belted out, get gone, someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe, someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse, get goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
