Songtexte
My
worries,
they
are
dreams
And
my
dreams,
they
are
worries
I
pay
the
souls
that
you
collect
I
was
died
on
the
ground
on
which
you're
digging
Never
thought
I'd
see
it
so
wet
Give
me
a
bass
and
I'll
groove
my
way
to
heaven
Give
me
the
last
line
and
I'll
make
it
fit
Choose
your
friends,
believe
in
it
Choose
your
friends,
I
mean
it
Choose
your
friends,
don't
put
me
in
it
I
never
heard
that
sad
boy
one
you're
singing
I
never
thought
you'd
go
solo
You
need
a
nest
egg
cause
you're
trying
yo
quit
slinging
So
i
must
sound
like
a
broken
window
Maybe
I'll
follow
Ron
to
Pennsylvania
Be
one
less
creep
with
a
white
Afro
Choose
your
friends,
believe
in
it
Choose
your
friends,
I
mean
it
Choose
your
friends,
don't
put
me
in
it
It's
safe
yo
say
You
have
a
problem
No
need
to
throw
your
shade
tree
at
me
Blaze
a
trail,
I'll
take
the
mail
or
the
oven
My
people
waited
a
long
time
to
be
free
Give
me
a
sandwich
and
I'll
eat
my
way
to
Smyrna
Give
me
a
cross
and
I'll
hang
like
a
deity
Choose
your
friends,
believe
in
it
Choose
your
friends,
I
mean
it
Choose
your
friends,
don't
put
me
in
it
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