easy touch Throwing ashes in the pixie dust Locked and loaded right off the bus It's got us numbered, the two of us Sing that gospel and get your thrills
I woke up this morning, put on my Sunday shoes, I A don't ask me why it's just the nature of my grooves I larged down the boulevard came under attack
You look strange, shootin' victims at close range And saw his vein burst from his neck, as I snatched his chain Is this a Bible I used to read the gospel
(Demo Version) I woke up this morning, put on my Sunday shoes. Don't ask me why it's just the nature of my groove. I larged down the boulevard, came
line You look strange, shootin victims at close range And saw his vein burst from his neck, as I snatched his chain Is this a Bible, I used to read the Gospel
Woke up this morning, put on my Sunday shoes. Don't ask me why, it's just the nature of my groove. I larged down the boulevard, came under attack,