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Good people sometimes think bad things

Good people dream bad things, don`t you

Good people even do bad things

Once in a while, we 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 place, you don`t know my name

Well, I 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 see, the air alone, it 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 name, I don`t have a home

I just lay alone on my bed of stone

You see, death awaits me on my narrow path

And when I stop to think I can only laugh

Because I`m not alone, it 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 see, my 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 see, the 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 see, I 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

Eh, yo, don`t look, now, there we go again

It`s me and the grim reaper, best of friends

He`s always hanging round waitin for me to die

We shot a game of pool, he`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 come, then 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 some, win some, that`s how it goes

I`ve been down and out, I 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 world, you 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 up, I see the forks down

But I`m a wicked clown, so don`t fuck around

Cuz my brain is gone and it`s on it`s way

I`m exploding, so get off me, dog!!!

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?

Good people sometimes think bad things

Good people dream bad things, don`t you

Good people even do bad things

Once in a while, we 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 place, you don`t know my name

Well, I 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 see, the air alone, it 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 name, I don`t have a home

I just lay alone on my bed of stone

You see, death awaits me on my narrow path

And when I stop to think I can only laugh

Because I`m not alone, it 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 see, my 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 see, the 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 see, I 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

Eh, yo, don`t look, now, there we go again

It`s me and the grim reaper, best of friends

He`s always hanging round waitin for me to die

We shot a game of pool, he`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 come, then 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 some, win some, that`s how it goes

I`ve been down and out, I 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 world, you 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 up, I see the forks down

But I`m a wicked clown, so don`t fuck around

Cuz my brain is gone and it`s on it`s way

I`m exploding, so get off me, dog!!!

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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