Hail To the Freaks

Hail to the freaks, I can't get enough Saw the words hit the boy who could never be tough If somebody tries to compromise Hashing out deals to cover lies I predict a world That keeps you hanging on And I've been 'round and 'round and 'round I'll come Yeah, and weather the storm, and set up the sun And weather the storm, and set up the sun, uh Hail to the freaks, I can't get enough Saw the words hit the boy who could never be tough Saw my friend recently Begging for sympathy Been holding my breath and tried to accept Another apology Oh I predict a world That keeps you hanging on And I've been 'round and 'round and 'round I'll come Yeah, to weather the storm, and set up the sun And weather the storm, and set up the sun Damn Calling you from the top of friction Calling you from the wrong direction To set up the sun, the sun, the sun Oh-oh-oh, oh Hail to the freaks, I can't get enough Saw the words hit the boy who could never be tough Somebody needs to speak out wise Hashing out deals to cover lies Hashing out deals to cover lies Calling you from the top of friction Calling you from the wrong direction To set up the sun, the sun, the sun Yeah