a little tune that god would enjoy
i feel i've been too selfish in this old, cold world. and i never meant to hurt her but ive let my evil words catch up to me again. i've had my doubts and hatred but it just keeps on turning. i've had some teeth fall out and i've knocked some of my own, but at the end of the road there's still a pretty firgure with her finger in the air. waiting there to tell me that she loves me but she hates me, and i'll just keep on rollin' just the same, with my harmonics in one hand and taquilla in the other. ive been through friends like the numbers on the dice, but there's four south boys that divide men from mice. we get down with bad times and up with good, and all in all we lay out the royal, just like 5 should.