Texty:
Mustard Plug Pray For Mojo

with your hands in the air while their lying everybody's doing their best and realizing As we watch we see you falling further the world's in custody for your murder is there any hope for

Lolita, I wanna meet ya I wanna take you in my arms and squeeze ya, 'cause you amaze me, ya really slay me and every touch just drives me crazy. But

I saw it on a cereal box, said it costs just three mere bucks I shipped it off with seven tops, and waited by the mail. In seven weeks it finally came

I had a bad day so I said to myself Gunna show this world my time has come So I went to the store and bought me some gas I wanna have fun, gunna raise

Open up your ears my friend Ill tell you a story that never ends About the band that plays for you now It started back in 91 started playin just for fun

If I could You know I would And I probably should Since the first day that I met you 'Wanted to speak my mind, at least, you know I meant to. Good intentions

me girl It's not plain to see That's what frightens me now 'Cause I know, what I show Might not be what I know Yeah I been, beaten down But you changed that for

down this road now a million times I've heard every one of your bullshit lines If ya think I'm gunna listen just one more time You got a problem now! For

The other day, walking home, in my sight, caught the hate, turn away, Can't deny Written on the wall. And I thought to myself what could change how'd