But on the other hand…the night was pretty nice. Thank you.
My style is like a shot of Jack Daniels, a baby grand piano
Lightening Hopkin, smoking cigs, strumming on the banjo
The son of man’s the son of a gun with hell of an ammo
Sheriffs shooting Bob Marley, John J Rambo
Six sextillion, 19 million, the holy pyramids say we all Allah’s children
Voodoo for the pilgrims who bring weapons and conceal them
They silence you with force and then indoctrinate the children
Yo Gabba Gabba, Ahmadinejad a blow up your apartment if you don’t observe the Sabbath
I look the devil in his eye and say abracadabra
Then drown ’em in the mighty light his brain couldn’t fathom
Scrapping every day, just like fight club, a thriller and a smooth criminal like Mike was.