Lyrics:
One More Arrow

Strictly from the old school He was quiet about his pain And if one in ten could be that brave I would never hate again One more arrow One more arrow One more arrow

Translation: John, Elton. One More Arrow.

sure that you adore them I miss mine, cause I'm always out here touring Or with the strippers at the Hilton up on Cortland One from Utah, the other one

Truckin' got my chips cashed in Keep truckin', like the do-dah man Together, more or less in line just keep truckin' on Arrows of neon and flashing marquees

arrow right through his tank top (Stop that) (Oh she's lying!) Lying? Blood was gushing on the floor Fingerprints all on the door, need I say more? Pulled

lights and these rites keep me right Bless me to the highest heights with your miracle Eight is the number of infinity one more than what you know

Attention to instructions, like they still wan' disobey y'all Wonderin' how it's activate real quick So that then I could grow about five feet more with an extra dick One

the lips I'm in the front row The front row with popcorn I get to see you close up I'm too tired to recount the unpleasantries one by one one minutes

shoot an arrow like Cupid, I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it, I'm the one who said