Rare Americans - Mr. Please текст песни

Текст песни Mr. Please - Rare Americans



Hey mr. CEO, i think you oughta know
What it's like down here
On the wrong end of the dominos
Find out tomorrow, may as well be John Doe
Replacement part man, no hand up and
No quid pro quo
Hey now, hey now
Everybody freeze
Listen up
Listen now
One, two, three
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma
Big shot dogma
Hey mr. president
Is it not evident
People beat down, man
And they keep jacking up the rent!
Gotta lay my head down
I wake up at sunup
Gotta take something man
To lift me up, lift me up
Hey now, hey now
Everybody freeze
Listen up
Listen now
One, two, three
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma
Big shot dogma
The average marrige lasts seven years
The average guy drinks a hundred and twenty-six gallon of beer
We spend nine hours a day on screens
No wonder people seem so mean
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer
We don't we don't we don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma



Авторы: James Priestner, Jan Cajka, Duran Ritz


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