Czar Run with me Run with me Run with me Let's run Some outlaws lived by the side of the lake The minister's daughter's in love with the snake Who
Lived In Bars we've lived in bars and danced on the tables hotels trains and ships that sail we sim with sharks and fly with aeroplanes in the air send
head up and your eyes open Load the lead up while the ride rollin Creep up on a motha like what you say fucka Well fuck him and if he live smoke him We
nobody knows until they snatch your life wake up son, the season's just a thing the mind make up it's only real kid, ha, wake up! [Chorus x2] [Verse
they ain't a crew of lions, represent can never buy us Zombies for hire, occasional hit-makers Resurrect to the expect to collect papers Wake up, it's
memory Now I realize that life goes on Even though you're not here with me I wake up looking forward to another day A day of living without you Just
Somebody get in here with that damn drink, good evening ladies and gentleman, this is reporter go fuck yourself from BNN, I'm coming to you live to the
I'm ready to go Run nicotine, caffeine through my veins To wake up, catch up, but it seems like Ohhh.. I've been living in slow motion I've been living
born And pawn as they take on form As they take on The world is placed on our shoulder But socially they never know whats up They approach us with they
lived by the side of the lake The minister's daughter's in love with the snake Who lives in a well by the side of the road Wake up, girl! We're almost
I saw mother she covered my ears When they caught me I offered the captain a beer 'Cause a rabbit will run, and a lion has nothing to fear We bricked up
bright light shinin' Sippin' wine with the lions, I'm breaking bread with the giants Defyin' the limits that nobody can pass I'll be flyin' past fast with
slack It's hard to keep riding When your structure is sliding We were listening to lions At Fluntern with James We were ringing the tram To ride to the wake
when you stare at the faces full with so much shame or is it you're too high to tell us the part so you can live your life and keep up your lying
shooter, gloves with the hat and mask And you was giving it up so, no reason to ask And we be living it up, future, present and past A bit of pimp in