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Tytuł: Here We Go

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  [CHORUS:]
  here we go
  leave it on the back burner
  take it to the dry town
  
  I got the mean time slippin' down
  the slide some uptight right wing,
  political homicide, do what you want,
  take what you will, take it in like a
  southpaw, flip it on the grill
  bourgeoise, protocol
  bottoms up boys this is the last call
  happy hour doesn't last too long
  you know it never does
  so I sit here on a bar stool looking at
  the sky got a buck and a quarter
  and a bucket full or rye
  don't step out of line you'll get time
  in the brig don't yield to the mighty
  you got your own dirt to dig
  
  [CHORUS]
  
  my and my flea bag friends we ran
  to have our own feast of Crispan
  Murphy was there with number 22
  they were got caught in the middle
  of a coup, you will
  lose me if I don't lose you
  
  we haven't chosen
  anyone of you to condemn
  so make your decision and chose you
  side or let us begin
  
  steeped in knowledge
  I'll step from the board
  down to the speak easy
  with my double-edged sword
  you know the deal
  you got to spin the wheel
  I heard the heavens are full of sevens
  but as matter of fact
  you know that cat suicide jack
  he don't play like that
  truth is he don't really play at all