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Burning PileAll my style, all my graceAll I tried to save my face All my guts, try to spill All my holes, try to fill All my money been a long time spent On my drugs, on my rent On my saving philosophy It goes one in the bank and the rest for me It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile All lit up and I start to smile If I catch fire then I'll change my aim Throw my troubles at the pearly gates Ohh Oh oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh oh (Oh oh oh) My momma, lonely maid Got her buns in the oven, and she never got laid My papa, renaissance man Sailed away and he never came back again All my troubles on a burning pile All lit up and I start to smile If I catch fire then I'll change my aim Throw my troubles at the pearly gates Ahhh, ahhh All your woe begones be gone I said all your troubles, you don't need a thing All my troubles on a burning pile All lit up and I start to smile If I catch fire then I'll change my aim Throw my troubles at the world again It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile All lit up and I start to smile If I catch fire then I'll take my turn To burn and burn and burn Bah, ba-ba-ba Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Bah-bah, bah-bah Bah, ba-ba-ba Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Bah-bah, bah-bah Bah, ba-ba-ba Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Bah-bah, bah-bah Bah, ba-ba-ba Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Bah-bah, bah-bah Bah, ba-ba-ba Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Bah-bah, bah-bah Bah, ba-ba-ba Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba Bah-bah, bah-bah (Bahh...) |