Lyrics OUTLAW - Young Fathers
Be
careful
with
that
thing
That
comment's
got
a
curse
Bad
guys
catch
the
spotlight
Good
guys
they
finish
last
What
determines
a
man's
legacy
Is
often
never
seen
Even
if
it
is
never
celebrated
Well,
at
first,
'cause
time
is
getting
renovated
Future's
looking
good
The
past
is
looking
shabby
The
gob
is
getting
gabby
My
hobby
keeps
me
happy
Living
in
my
habitat-tat
I
can
be
better
than
that,
that
I
can
do
better
than
that,
that
Said
I
can
do
better
than
that,
that
I
seen
the
scene
I
dreamed
the
dream
I
meant
it
skin
deep,
like
an
outlaw
What
have
I
got
to
show
for?
My
sweetheart
born
into
a
standoff
Put
your
foot
down,
break
your
hand
off
You
talk
like
you
don't
really
have
a
friend
Gimme
somethin'
deep
suttin'
cut
somethin'
wrists
You
light
the
pipe
after
making
free
sense
That
won't
make
amends
There's
euthanasia
outside
by
the
back
door
Apart
from
anything,
it's
an
eyesore
Chase
off
the
spirits
so
they'll
worship
you
Kings
of
the
nation,
they
look
for
warmer
Shop
for
the
lady
you
could
kill
like
a
doorman
Clip,
nip,
rip
your
wings
Yeah,
the
tongue
tribals
(yeah
the
tongue
tribals)
We're
your
own
rivals
(we're
your
own
rivals)
Ready
to
fight
in
the
one
man's
army
Ready
to
fight
in
the
one
man's
army
Rent
a
gun
Buy
some
bullets
Tell
the
truth
But
you
don't
have
to
be
honest
Being
honest
Doesn't
mean
you
tell
the
truth
I
dared
to
dream
You
just
break
down
and
cry
Just
dream
of
a
life
Leave
it
all
behind
Sharpen
of
a
knife
Leave
it
all
behind
Just
dream
of
a
life
Leave
it
all
behind
Sharpen
of
a
knife
Leave
it
all
behind
Sharpen
of
a
knife
Leave
it
all
behind
Sharpen
of
a
knife
Leave
it
all
behind
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