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THIS,
BUT I HAVE NO CHOISE,
I CARRY THE AXE OF A COUNTRY,
A COUNTRY THAT WAITS NO MORE.

FUCKING IN SO MONEY, WITH YOUR POWERS,
WAITING FOR THE JUDGMENT

old fashioned country rock and roll

It's a long, long way down the Mississippi
It's a long, long way to New Orleans (New Orleans)
And my daddy plays

country bar
I hear the people say
I don’t want to go home

In every corner dive
At every concert hall
I hear the people say
I don’t want to go home 

In

just the other day
The country's song is somehow wrong
When you gaze past me towards outer-space

So I sit up and watch you sleep
And I can't take

And there's strangers drinking in the Flagstaff bar
And the trash is piling up
On all the pavements
And you can't get milk and sugar, tea or bread
The country's

Ay, easy as lay up busy
No man's country I do my dance, I do my dance
Backyard pour water in a garden
Powder blue shit is what I like
I hear silence

America 

It ain't my fault 
All them Indians died
Had to start a country somehow  
I hear Oklahoma's nice
So what about slavery I was born in 1959
Regan

Late at night we use to stay at the farm
Drinking with ourselves and the horses in the barn
But tonight the country friends are riding in
Christmas

Nija no go good if we relax
So many things I dey see dey make me surprise
No country go help us if no fight for our right
If our country get  money gan

The way wey una do me I no gbadun eh

Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun eh
Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun eh

The way wey una dey run tinz for this country me I

Da dadada dada eh!

Desde que yo estoy, no te va bien.
Necesarios como la serpiente en el Edén,
como Bardem en No country for old men.

Desde que yo

but it's still the same cast when
It's all said and done man i swear we moving backwards
Buhari times pay attention to the track list
This country where

a country run by idiots
voted by bigger morons
you should be ashamed
that someone from where i'm from
can think this way about you

wars
blatant

filming it all, filming it all

Uh uh, uh uh...

If I were dirty rich
I'd New York for years
I wouldn't pay taxes in my country, your country

If I were

ANYTHING
WAR FOR THE GOLD
WE’RE SCAVENGERS THAT CRAWL IN THESE SOILS 
FUCK OFF MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!

A COUNTRY ON SALE !
A DIGNITY ON SALE !
THE GROUND  - WE’LL

For nearly sixty years, I've been a Cockie
Of droughts and fires and floods and droughts I've lived through plenty
And this country's dust and mud it

This is all for me
not for God or country
this is for myself
the only one who cared

this is all for me
no leader can control me
my life is

What the fuck is going on in our country
Do we have a revolution
You bet your ass we do
Sleeping with the enemy
Shooting the blacks
Deportin'

Barn Sound is where my travels will end
Me and DJ hit the road, call up Gro, and let him know
We going out to the country, got to find a different a flow

were both runaways
Far and wide, city lights country side
Runaways until we die

After-Chorus
Oh oh
Runaways until we die
Oh oh


Verse 3
We used to go

eh

Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun eh
Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun
Ko gbadun eh

The way wey una dey run tinz for this country me I no gbadun chai
The way wey

Stay up just a little too late for you baby
I'm a country lovin
Sunday cussin
Boy you can't tell me nothing
I don't need you to save me
I'm a red white

it over to the next bandstand
For this crossbreed country music case like a stud with a Texas brand
I sang my songs in Nashville got an album in

a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell

Go go
Go Johnny go