Keep On Your Mean Side
Album - 10 marzo 2003 - Debaser id 55597

It's time to stand on tough fingers, and (?)
Tell me sugar how you felt here, yeah c'mon sugar, tell now
Stand your face until it (?) on fire
Won't keep up with the law, it's such a long walk
If this all goes well you won't have nothing
So tell you dead wrong, dead wrong
And now you're long gone
Hang out for minute and rethink
Question, tell me what she'd done
Just one, cause I can't see nothing

So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

Got my hand caught in a cat claw, scream!
Everyone's that time looks around, they're talking trees, you know
Never know who's coming, might easy be me, you know
Give up for my love, cause that's too much, fuck!

So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

Oh...

It's time to stand on tough fingers, and (?)
Tell me sugar how you felt now, yeah c'mon sugar, tell now
Stand your face until it (?) on fire
Won't keep up with the law, it's such a long walk

So, one, two and...
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!
You got it, I want it!

Pull a u in a sexy car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar
Pull a u in ya dust dusty car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love

Pull a u with your sexy (?)
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love

Pull a u honey, and get me too
I'm your black magic
And your two dollar, go right

I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up

Don't clean it up
Don't lean it back
Get on the hood
Ain't nothing to lose
Sit at your two dollar love

They pull the string on everything
Your black magic
And your two dollar love, go right

I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up

Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Go right

You want a warning
You got a warning
You want a warning
You got a warning

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
Ya' got a warning
Stab your back

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people

Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughin' at another on a funny thing

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughing at another on a funny thing

Bet you something I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something I can get your mouth shut

You want a warning
You got a warning
Stab your back

Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Fuck the people
Fuck the people

There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that