paroles de chanson White Hats / Black Hats - Tomahawk
You
put
your
van
in
the
back
of
the
truck
And
I
hope
that
one
they
don't
If
we
continue
with
this
loco
look
We'll
get
just
where
we
wanna
go
Ain't
got
no
goddamn
flesh
on
the
top
And
amounts
of
no
cash
crop
I
just
look
at
you
cuz
I
wait
up
For
the
drums
to
stop
I
got
a
hat
and
I
can
wear
it
big
No
matter
what
the
colours
are
I
got
a
hat
and
I
can
wear
it
big
No
matter
what
the
colours
are
And
I'll
shoot
you
off
the
range
Sell
your
daddy's
grange
What
colour
hat,
what
colour
hat
you
wear
What
colour
hat,
what
colour
hat
you
wear
I'll
be
dragging
you
off
the
line
Pinned
you
down
as
mine
You've
got
a
black
hat
You've
got
a
white
hat
What
colour's
that?
Don't
know,
just
show
your
papers
please
Show
your
papers
please
Sitting
down
in
this
electric
seat
My
sexy-ass
chaise
lounge
This
fight
just
like
a
vegetable
knife
Growing
up
to
the
bloody
sun
And
all
the
crooks
are
pulling
on
your
tie
No
matter
what
the
colours
are
And
I'll
shoot
you
off
the
range
Sell
your
daddy's
grange
What
colour
hat,
what
colour
hat
you
wear
What
colour
hat,
what
colour
hat
you
wear
Coming
down,
the
nick
of
time
Might
fit
the
limes
What
colour
hat
What
colour
hat
you
wear
Say
what
colour
hat
you
wear
And
roast
you
on
the
vine
Like
some
baby
whined
You've
got
a
white
brim
Well,
take
a
look
at
him
Turn
around
man
And
just
fucking
show
your
papers
please
Show
your
papers
please
Show
your
papers
please
Show
your
papers
please
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