Lyrics:
Way down yonder in the bayou country in dear old Louisianne
That's where live's my Cajun baby the fairest one in the land
Her teeth're white
to the
Grand Ole Opry every Saturday night
Nobody would ever say a word
Not even during Martha White
And I was awfully young back then
But still I knew just why
of your mom's house with the terrier?
Life on the white side of the tracks is weird
Taught us to hate the other lies propagated fear
Cause out there is
the Milky Way
My soft brown hair glowing in God's pure white light
Fantasies came true by the apple tree near the cross that stood right by
In the name
from the lines?
You're blind to the facts and afraid of the truth
Your mind's trapped by the lies that they say on the news
Planes spew poison out
tonight
I don't need no one by my side
These drugs will get me right
Coloring in my black and white
Conceal my broken soul
Trying so hard to stay in control
Watch the way that you move
Your body my muse
This idle design
Fate was surprised
Fate was surprised that you lied
White lies
Hang on your words for
I was on the inside looking out for you
You were on the outside looking in
We were a witchy coven of white women
We knew a lot about a regional
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
make me feel like every day is Saturday my friend
Go to sleep, wake up it's Saturday again
I'm a busy man, I'm goin 'round the world
Got me fucked up by
"I sit by myself"
"Talking to the moon"
Trying to get to you
No one around
I'm talking to the moon
Searching for greatness
I hope I find it soon
It's
don’t ever change
Nigga We lockdown with the Ds like bra straps man
Might as well be white in America the way I shoot from range
Word play
The team
on the rise
Perpetrated by a pack of lies
Outright denial that the system kills
The 1% can purchase any thrill
Firearms are more valued than food
White men
the sky, sometimes a car goes by,
There's one right now, looks like a Chevy, your Chevy's blue,
This Chevy's white and brown. it isn't slowing down guess
Way down yonder in the bayou country in dear old Louisianne
That's where live's my Cajun baby the fairest one in the land
Her teeth're white
wealth to distribute like a picture
In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by extreme gift to population
Father
along on tour
Just to have a good time
Or paying Calamity Jane five-thousand
Dollars to be heckled
By twenty thousand macho boys in Argentina
Or asking my
never find the strength to kill these evil lies.
[The unknown spirit:] Stay by my side.
[White Warrior:] Would you mind take me to the eternal
I've been stackin' up white lies
I got bad bitches and they bite-sized
Gas light 'til she see the bright side (fucked up)
Fast life, is you tryna
they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) Bush
Then they telling y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like
he's six feet under outside of Birmingham
Well Jimmy and the devil probably doing alright
And she'll be in Hollywood by Saturday night
So, it's black
girls in the bathroom telling pretty white lies
Guys on the back porch lighting up through the night
And you looked in my eyes
That's when you told me
pull up to the White House
Take a piss on the lawn
Send Tiny to the van and get
The back of the bong i find my destination
Put my back on the bench
White
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