A 9 to 5 ain’t ringing my bellI’d rather go straight to hellAnd hell when I’m headedWith the gun full of leadA Cadillac bed and a pocket full of dipAll my 12 friends came to partyThey can’t help it, they ain’t hungryI got something, they ain’t like meSo here comes the lightningRain, rain, go awayPlease don’t bring me down todaySometimes all there is to sayIs fuck it, bring that storm my
0 Response to "Big B. Here Comes The Lightning"
Post a Comment