Subpoena Colada Songtext
von Barbaro

Where′d you get your bag of winnings
How'd you find your fingers crossed
Why′s that waking up's the better part of giving
That you're holding this green earth under your thumb
Keeping up the substitution
Keep them always on the run
Scratching bellies, you′re aching, grabbing at your own son
That you′re holding this green earth under your thumb
Sold my soul, down by water side
Keeping up all the malarky


Six foot eight, scraping sunset
Just like those all with fall
Could it be lost
What could be the cause
When the ball was dropped
Same as it ever was
What about your bag of winnings
How'd they spoil, they all be gone
Now that waking up′s the better part of giving
That you're holding this green earth under your thumb

Sold my soul, down by water side
Keeping up all the malarky
Six foot eight, scraping sunset
Just like those all with fall
Could it be lost
What could be the cause
When the ball was dropped
Same as it ever was
Could it be lost
What could be the cause

When the ball was dropped
Same as it ever was
When the ball was dropped
Who became the boss