We gotta get that something, That little bit of anything, Anyway, Gotta do it for the dough, Gotta go, 'cause money makes you smile, Don't ya know Those
I know my enemy And I can't forget his name Distant memories of a man That just couldn't change And though I've tried to set aside I still carry them
all I need for a hell of a time Hell of a time Gotta take the red eye to come on Sunday night, yeah I got everything I need just as long as I can stay high, yeah
wall will always remind you Morbid pictures in your head, I'm so sorry for the mess Cold as a stone, hollow eyes, empty soul Broken like a bone in a vice, heart like coal, yeah
You can't fight it, no you gotta feed it to the fire Hold your feet to the flames You got it burning, stinging for the reason After burning like a jet
Yeah You see I left my soul by the side of the road Somewhere down in Texas where the man is disposed Said, boy you better find here 'cause you're just
care where she's going but she's ready to go She's at her best when she's riding the pole If you got the cash you got one hell of a show She's up, she
Pain and grief, Keep us suffering Send the poor to war, Send the rich up to their suite Stranglehold, Hope unbeknown to me A sentence for the feeble and
I was told that life is beautiful Well, I'm not looking through those eyes Wished upon a star and watched it fall away Well, that's just one more thing
You wanna understand this But you don't know me Except for what I've told ya Except for what I've shown ya Well, I'll crush all crisis in my life And
own, boy So I became a man You'll never understand What you've created Stampede, running over me Death angels riding, it feels like I'm dying Stampede
: You wanna understand this, But you don't know me except for what I told ya, Except for what I've shown ya, I'll crush all crisis in my life, and live
one hell of a life (It?s one hell of a life) I got my girl and my boys with me Getting stoned down on the beach It?s one hell of a time (It?s one hell
: I've got a hole in my heart and I made it just for you I've got something up my sleeve, I wanna show you, It's my life's work of tragedy and turbulence
: We gotta get that something, That little bit of anything, Anyway, Gotta do it for the dough, Gotta go, 'cause money makes you smile, Don't ya know
own boy, So I became a man You'll never understand what you've created Stampede, running over me, Death angels riding, It feels like I'm dying Stampede
: YEAH!!! Ya see I left my soul by the side of the road, Somewhere down in Texas, Where the minister spoke, Said boy ya better find god, Cause you're
: You can't fight it, No you got ta feed it to the fire, Hold your feet to the flames, You got it burnin', Stinging for the reason afterburning like
