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Jose Francisco Gonzalez Martinez
Jose Francisco Gonzalez Martinez
Songwriter
Andrew Kist
Andrew Kist
Songwriter
William John Bies
William John Bies
Songwriter

Lyrics

I thought you said You want him dead I told you twice It was no dice I'm so insane What's my real name Stare at the sun All damn day long She came down from Mexico I wanna tell her that I love her But she probably wouldn't go She wants to see what I'm about I tell her that I stay inside And I wash my dirty mouth What's real to me Is fantasy Turn off the lights Bet on fist fights What's on TV Nothing for me Wanna know why Yeah so do I She came down from Mexico I wanna tell her that I love her But she probably wouldn't go She wants to see what I'm about I tell her that I stay inside And I wash my dirty mouth Time's moving slow Then I start to dose Yeah I gotta go To the next show Running tip toe Cities full of blow The priest is stoned Respect Come at your neck Flood our neighborhoods with drugs everybody's Under arrest civil unrest nothing real about the Test you took kick the racist statue down Soldiers in your down, fuck 'em all Burn the station down Military complex Media sells it Sitting at the protest Pepper spray your throat next Money in the pockets Of politicians Making the decisions That control your life
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