Falcon, The
The La-z-boy 500
let's sing a song about smokin flames that burnt down our lazy yesterdays
let's pretend this poverty is crime and sit on our front porches like we do it all the time
go!
out on these mean streets
i wash my shoes while they take me on my way
and i step to the beat everywhere i go all the televisions screaming out these windows
and we're just waiting for the end
when the bell tolls, i'll be fine
they say that livin is a lot like dieing
when the bell tolls, i'll be fine
they say that livin is a lot like dieing
Songtextea lot like dieing
oh-oh oh-ohhhh
oh-oh oh-ohhhh
ohh
all the vultures are circling overhead
nobodys cryin cause we're all already dead
i sold my days off, now i sit around like every other worthless face livin in this town
this is the only chance we have
when the bell tolls, i'll be fine
they say that livin is a lot like dieing
when the bell tolls, i'll be fine
they say that livin is a lot like dieing
a lot like dieing
oh-oh oh-ohhhh
oh-oh oh-ohhhh
ohh
your jesus he cannot save you this time
your precious savior is laughin while you die
when the bell tolls, i'll be fine
they say that livin is a lot like dieing
when the bell tolls, i'll be fine
they say that livin is a lot like dieing
when the bell tolls, i'll be fine
they say that livin is a lot like dieing
your jesus aint ganna save you this time
your precious savior is laughin
your precious savior is laughin
your precious saviour is laughin
laughin while we die
laughin while we die
laughin while we die
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