Letra

I'm in Japan, got porcelain in both hands There are guns on the wall, coffee grounds in the hall Better run if you can Ol' Brown's in a towel No time to look now Cherry-blossoms from the fall, left their stain on the wall And a smudge on my hand It's alright, it's ok Make my million someday It's alright, it's ok Make my million someday Big black sedan, got gold rings on both hands I got lasers for eyes, so don't be surprised When I come gunnin' for you Pale horse in Berlin, old stories wear thin As the days waste away, everyone tries to play All day with no purpose It's alright, it's ok Make my million someday It's alright, it's ok Make my million someday Don't roll your eyes, here's your surprise For a platter of wool and a mouth full of bull Why is she staring at me? And the kids are out walkin' and the birds are all talkin' There are guns on the wall, coffee grounds in the hall Better run if you can It's alright, it's ok Make my millions someday Make my millions someday.
Writer(s): James Petralli, Andy Glen Pickett, Steven A. Terebecki Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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