Grumpy Songtext
von Bound by Law
Grumpy Songtext
It′s time that I head north
Never to go back
Not with the way that the dice are rolling
I tell you, this time I got it bad
Scraped up a fresh set of tyres
And I just up and left
They put a blister on my dignity
So I, I had to turn to theft
Whatever put in the tank, it goes straight to the banks
And to build new diamond shacks in the desert lands
I'll set my mind at ease
Move my pole and leash
To a place where the ice don′t break
And only the few can call me a freak
Dust off that silly crown now, baby
And leave it by the door
Lock the critters in the cellar, baby
And blast away in that old road
Whatever put in the tank, it goes straight to the banks
And to build new diamond shacks in the desert lands
Whatever money that goes into my tank
It just curves my path and poisons the land
And there's no telling how the leaves are falling
Everything's rolling out crooked
The guards are out for hire
Hear them tap the wires
Hand out a limb for the bushwhack, baby
And they′ll topple your corpse for a home
Whatever put in the tank, it goes straight to the banks
And to build new diamond shacks in the desert lands
Whatever money that goes into my tank
It just curves my path and poisons the land
And there′s no telling how the leaves are falling
Everything's rolling out crooked
Never to go back
Not with the way that the dice are rolling
I tell you, this time I got it bad
Scraped up a fresh set of tyres
And I just up and left
They put a blister on my dignity
So I, I had to turn to theft
Whatever put in the tank, it goes straight to the banks
And to build new diamond shacks in the desert lands
I'll set my mind at ease
Move my pole and leash
To a place where the ice don′t break
And only the few can call me a freak
Dust off that silly crown now, baby
And leave it by the door
Lock the critters in the cellar, baby
And blast away in that old road
Whatever put in the tank, it goes straight to the banks
And to build new diamond shacks in the desert lands
Whatever money that goes into my tank
It just curves my path and poisons the land
And there's no telling how the leaves are falling
Everything's rolling out crooked
The guards are out for hire
Hear them tap the wires
Hand out a limb for the bushwhack, baby
And they′ll topple your corpse for a home
Whatever put in the tank, it goes straight to the banks
And to build new diamond shacks in the desert lands
Whatever money that goes into my tank
It just curves my path and poisons the land
And there′s no telling how the leaves are falling
Everything's rolling out crooked
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