Good people sometimes think bad things
Good people dream bad thingsdon t you
Good people even do bad things
Once in a whilewe do
Factory smoke and choke in pain
Cuz Del Ray funk is in my brain
So I break the law but I m not to blame
You only know my placeyou don t know my name
WellI grip the fence and bent the steal
And I steal a car and I grip the wheel
And I park the car then I steal it again
Cuz I really don t know what s happening
I wait for night to fall then I walk outside
And then I run back in cuz I don t wanna die
You seethe air aloneit can corrupt your brain
As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain
And I pray to God to help me justify
Look over me cuz my brain is fried
And I don t have a nameI don t have a home
I just lay alone on my bed of stone
You seedeath awaits me on my narrow path
And when I stop to think I can only laugh
Because I m not aloneit didn t take me long
To see everybody singing that southwest song
Wooooooo Oh We-oh
Everybody singing that southwest song
Some say I m real and some say I m fake
But I really don t care cuz it s all too late
You seemy mind is weak and I m losing breath
As I crawl along I can feel the death
Everywhere I go I bring with me pride
And then I pay the carny and I take a ride
But seethe wheel is wicked and it spins me death
So I try it again with what pride is left
If we have to go then you can take me fast
You seeI started under and I m sinking fast
And when the joker s card is missing from your deck
Then you know the road has finally caught my neck
Ehyodon t looknowthere we go again
It s me and the grim reaperbest of friends
He s always hanging round waitin for me to die
We shot a game of poolhe s not a bad guy
I feel him in the corner of a circled room
At about thirteen in the afternoon
And then I see the strain as I walk along
I notice everybody singing that southwest song
Wooooooo Oh We-oh
Everybody singing that southwest song
What does seem bad to you?
I m angry...
What does seem bad to you?
I m angry
Everybody singing that southwest song
If my time has comethen I m ready to go
Shoot me in the face with your forty-four
And when I m falling down to my soury death
I ll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha)
Lose somewin somethat s how it goes
I ve been down and outI took many blows
And there ain t nothing here I ain t seen before
I m just a jugglin juggla jugglin more
You wanna see the worldyou wanna run the town
You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down
You wanna start a family and ya own a home
I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone
You see the forks upI see the forks down
But I m a wicked clownso don t fuck around
Cuz my brain is gone and it s on it s way
I m explodingso get off medog!!!
And I could be right and I could be wrong
And if I ain t dead now then it won t be long
But it does not matter what set you on
Tonight everybody sings that southwest song
Wooooooo Oh We-oh
Everybody singing that southwest song
What seems bad to you?
Is hitting other kids?

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