Nice Legs - Three | Текст песни

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Tiptoe rolly pollies higher than a kite flies
standing in a row, not much more than church mice

Behold a ragged house where all of us are living,
every night we sin, every morning we're forgiven.

Did you ever think it'd get this bad?
Did you ever think it'd be this good?

Repeat

Pace from left to right, this gritty little alley,
I'm a ticking time bomb, I know they're gonna find me

Chorus

Sitting on a lamppost high above the city,
Wish I wasn't lazy to change the things around me

Chorus

End

I'll be your god if you come to my church.
I won't make you steal, I won't make you work
I'll be your god and I'll take care of you.

I'll be your god, obey my decrees.
I'll be your god, cure your disease.
I'll be your god, part the red sea.
I'll be your god, all that you need.

oooh oooh

oooh oooh

I'll be your god, if you will be mine
and I know how we can pass some of this time

oooh oooh

Look at the fuck-ups way down below,
I'll give'm hell if you give'm hope.

I'll be your god, what else do we need?
I'll be your god if you look after me.

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