Color Green Songtext
von Bush Tetras

You gotta figure each time
Don′t sing us, they don't, I
Can′t think of anything that gives me such pleasure

I sell your soul
I sell your soul

Don't believe in anything unless it's a color green
What makes you think I owe you every little thing?
Don′t believe in anything unless it′s a color green
What makes you think I owe you every little thing?


Watch five other channels, what is heaven to my brain?
Too much exposure to the American, Monday
I want to play the game, but I don't know the rules
Into each open doors, things are on the boots

I′ll sell your soul
I'll sell your soul

Don′t believe in anything unless it's a color green
What makes you think I owe you every little thing?
Don′t believe in anything unless it's a color green
What makes you think I owe you every little thing?

Love and born angle to create fictitious scandal

All those pretty things are switching out for more
Too much to offer and there's too much to ignore
I′ve read a million stones about this color green
What makes him always have us marching off the wall


I′ll sell your soul
I'll sell your soul