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My body, my clothes
It's a kosher, a fix
This is God-fearing money, yeah
This is God-fearing money and mine's just throwin' 'bout in the air
I'm dipping my toes and not a second late
I fly a heart full of honey, yeah
This is God-fearing country
So I can be a God if I dare
Don't, don't
Come any closer, now I'm gold, gold
I never meant you to know
But now they've got a thousand cops in the air
My old man's making trouble in America
It's a kosher, a fix
This is God-fearing money, yeah
This is God-fearing money and mine's just throwin' 'bout in the air
I'm dipping my toes and not a second late
I fly a heart full of honey, yeah
This is God-fearing country
So I can be a God if I dare
Don't, don't
Come any closer, now I'm gold, gold
I never meant you to know
But now they've got a thousand cops in the air
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My knowledge, my coulds, your eternal bliss
Be a star in my yearning, yeah
You're a star
Could you hurt any man to make a fall of our dead
My readers' long notes
All a vision within to me for the hungry bears
It's survival for the lucky
If chips are all you're watching down there
Don't, don't
Come any closer, now I'm cold, cold
I never meant you to know
But now they've got a thousand cops in the air
No, no
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My knowledge, my coulds, your eternal bliss
Be a star in my yearning, yeah
You're a star
Could you hurt any man to make a fall of our dead
My readers' long notes
All a vision within to me for the hungry bears
It's survival for the lucky
If chips are all you're watching down there
Don't, don't
Come any closer, now I'm cold, cold
I never meant you to know
But now they've got a thousand cops in the air
No, no
I won't believe in my soul, soul
I feel it heaving, oh no
They'll put me on the TV crying today
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
I feel it heaving, oh no
They'll put me on the TV crying today
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man's making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
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