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The Felice Brothers - Holy Weight Champ şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Felice Brothers

albüm: Undress


I don't need these cigarettes
All these pills and ill effects
He threw his suitcase into the crater
I don't need these supplements
All these weapons of self-defense
He threw his switchblade into the crater
I don't need this questionnaire
Credit ratings and Tupperware
He threw his phone into the crater
Oh, he's the Holy Weight Champ
Oh, he's the Holy Weight Champ
♪
I could never rejoice
For a gold Rolls-Royce
He threw his car keys into the crater
Why should I have some
When so many have none?
He threw his wealth into the crater
Oh, he's the Holy Weight Champ
Oh, he's the Holy Weight Champ
♪
Well, we stared at the pit stop crater for ten or 15 minutes
Then loaded back into the station wagon
A small boat on an endless Black Sea
Gliding Westward across the American desert
Onward to the midsummer derby
To the radios on the beach
To the roller coaster's controlled fear
I don't need these eyes or ears
I'm aligned to the heavenly spheres
He threw his senses into the crater
I don't need to speak of hate
Good or evil, church and state
He threw his voice into -
Oh, he's the Holy Weight Champ
Oh, he's the Holy Weight Champ
Oh, he's the Holy Weight Champ
So long Holy Weight Champ

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