Long white Limousine pulls up to the church A sick part of me wishes it was a hearse I didn't get an invitation but I'm here anyway And I don't care if
Ya, your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say That I wanna hear The sound of the door slam on your ass out Is a music to my ears If I can't
In a house where no one never sleeps, lays a man who sees more with his eyes Picturing the past before him, in a bed, alone, with clothes on Paying for
Now I don't know that your tie is straight Your words are crooked and you're gonna pay In ten years time they're gonna say That this was the moment when
[Tony Kakko] In a house where no one never sleeps, lays a man who sees more with his eyes Picturing the past before him, in a bed, alone, with clothes
No rice and peas for dinner tonight The ghetto people can't afford the price Every thing gone pon sky high You know what I mean (oeh) Who feels it knows
Long, white limousine pulls up to a church A sick part of me wishes it was a hearse I didn't get an invitation, but I'm here anyway And I don't care if
I see the sun settin' over America I'm tryin' to leave my darker side behind Feelin' my way down a blue desert highway Wish my rear view mirror could
Now I don't know that your tie is straight Your words are crooked and you're gonna pay In ten years time they're gonna say That this was the momment when
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