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If If If If
04:24
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Wow, would you look at her go?
She’s way out of my league, I know
You try to interfere with my view of her rear
Because you tell me
You’ll never get to heaven if, if, if, if, if...
The course for you is true
There is no other option
So why should anyone act any different?
We took a ride on a swing trip known as Derdniks...
Wow, would you look at her go?
She’s way out of my league, I know
You try to interfere with my view of her rear
Because you tell me
You’ll never get to heaven if, if, if, if, if...
You carry on the way you are
Where are these rules from?
Who made them up and why?
Who lied that we’d go down below?
How can we go to a place if it doesn’t exist?...
Wow, would you look at her go?
We won’t go digging for bones of contention
So don’t go and kick up a fuss
If your place was real; if your man existed
You act like he wouldn’t be a friend to us
But we know he’d wanna come (Wanna come)
For drinks and having fun (Having fun)
Our teapot’s orbiting the sun (Orbiting the sun)
We like to have a drink
We like to look at girls
Your ancient book can’t tell us different
How can we go to a place if it doesn’t exist?...
Wow, would you look at her go?
She’s way out of my league, I know
You try to interfere with my view of her rear
Because you tell me
You’ll never get to heaven if, if, if, if, if...
You keep telling us the way to live
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2. |
Salt Tooth
03:58
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Well they’re sinking me deep, the ladies in town
Sickly sweet and sticking around
Dames like that – you only get one
I wanna take the money and run
Think I’m gonna split and find myself those
Bitter little tastes that keep me on my toes
No time to explain myself – gotta be moving on
That’s the best I can say if you ask me to stay
That’s the best I can do if you’re crying the blues
I only know how to tend to myself; nobody tags along
That’s the way that I roll; I don’t mean to be cold
That’s the way that it goes ‘cause you know I’ve never had a…
A sweet tooth
If I settle down now I’ll be climbing the walls
I still need a few more falls
Because my own slice of life
Needs some spice to whet my appetite
Think I’m gonna split and find myself those
Bitter little tastes that keep me on my toes
Sour gives me the kick; sugar don’t do the trick
Sour makes rock ‘n’ roll; sugar makes a big black hole
Sour can make me swing; sugar don’t do a thing
Sour gives me the zest; sugar it don’t impress
Sour drips off the fangs; sugar ain’t got the tang
Sour done made me see sugar’s no good for me
No time to explain myself – gotta be moving on
That’s the best I can say if you ask me to stay
That’s the best I can do if you’re crying the blues
I only know how to tend to myself; nobody tags along
That’s the way that I roll; I don’t mean to be cold
That’s the way that it goes ‘cause you know I’ve never had a…
A sweet tooth
Think I’m gonna split and find myself those
Bitter little tastes that keep me on my toes, yeah!
Sour gives me the kick; sugar don’t do the trick
Sour makes rock ‘n’ roll; sugar makes a big black hole
Sour can make me swing; sugar don’t do a thing
Sour gives me the zest; sugar it don’t impress
Sour drips off the fangs; sugar ain’t got the tang
Sour done made me see sugar’s no good for me
No time to explain myself – gotta be moving on
That’s the best I can say if you ask me to stay
That’s the best I can do if you’re crying the blues
I only know how to tend to myself; nobody tags along
That’s the way that I roll; I don’t mean to be cold
That’s the way that it goes if you really want to know I’ve got a…
A salt tooth
A salt…
Tooth
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3. |
Derdniks Rob the Bank
04:13
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The senator’s stolen our money and land
Our women, our whiskey and wine
But we’ve got dynamite and enough of our pride
To get on our horses and ride, ride, ride
To the town where he’s sitting on our loot
He knows if he draws he won’t be the first to shoot
And if he throws his big weight around the place
We’ll go boil his snake oil and throw it in his face
We’re gonna…
Rob the bank!
We’re going to…
Go home!
We’re going to…
Get drunk!
We’re going to…
Yeah!
We’re gonna…
Rob the bank!
Go home
Go home!
Get drunk
Get drunk!
Woah yeah
Yeah!
And ride on...
We’re gonna…
Rob the bank!
We’re going to…
Go home!
We’re going to…
Get drunk!
We’re going to…
Yeah!
We’re gonna…
Rob the bank!
Go home
Go home!
Get drunk
Get drunk!
Woah yeah
Yeah!
For all the wives taken
For all the good men beaten
For all we mourn
We ride at dawn, we ride at dawn
For what we still yearn
For all the businesses burned
For all we mourn
We ride at dawn, we ride at dawn
Yee-haw!
We’ve got TNT waiting on the ground
To explode the railroad when his train comes to town
And if that mean old fat marshal’s men attack
We just throw a lasso and tie him to the tracks
We’re gonna…
Rob the bank!
We’re going to…
Go home!
We’re going to…
Get drunk!
We’re going to…
Yeah!
We’re gonna…
Rob the bank!
Go home
Go home!
Get drunk
Get drunk!
Woah yeah
Yeah!
And ride on...
By…
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