Then I think of all the things that I never wanna do
And when I think of all the people that I don't wanna meet
I close my eyes and go to sleep
Tully, baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars
I'm the prince of poverty I hang around in bars
Your life's a Mercedes, a mansion with a pool
My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel
Your obviousness disgusts me I see thru your macho lies
I'll fight everything you stand for
There's something in your purse baby, my head is getting sore
Maybe what we had was just green corn
Sometimes I think of all the places where I don't wanna go Then I think of all the things that I never wanna do And when I think of all the people that I don't wanna meet I close my eyes and go to sleep Tully, baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars I'm the prince of poverty I hang around in bars Your life's a Mercedes, a mansion with a pool My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel Your obviousness disgusts me I see thru your macho lies I'll fight everything you stand for There's something in your purse baby, my head is getting sore Maybe what we had was just green corn Explain Request ×
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