Letra

Hey you get the fuck off my lawn You're so damn committed to the con' All standards set and all lines drawn And there's no question which side I'm on Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Rich boy on his hoard of milk and honey Kneeling at the alter of inherited money And all the marks are in it to win it But he's selling yesterday's lottery tickets Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? (Which side are you on?) Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? (Which side are you on?) Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on?
Writer(s): Jordan Hastings, Wade Macneil, Dallas Green, George Pettit, Christopher Steele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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