I found my Religion
In a pound of grass
My life ain't that [bad word] 
It's Anesthetized
Oh it don't look good
And you don't know me

While we ride together now
Here to make a scene we don't wanna turn the music down

I headed into the kitchen
What a surprise
Overcooked the chicken
And now its burned
Oh it don't look good
I'm going hungry

While we ride together now
Here to make a scene
We don't wanna turn the music down

Edith, your lips sweet

While we ride together now
Here to make a scene
We don't wanna turn the music down