Cornbread (исполнитель: Middle Class Rut)
Maybe I'm a cornbread straight [bad word] Maybe I'm a worn out featherless hand Maybe I'm a cornbread straight [bad word] Maybe I'm a worn out featherless hand Or maybe I'm just picking seed from the wrong one and I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you? I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you? No? La dada da da-da da (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) La dada da da-da da (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Maybe I'm a one horse town [bad word] Maybe I'm used up worn out man Maybe I'm a one horse town [bad word] Maybe I'm used up worn out man Or maybe I'm just barking up the wrong tree and I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you? I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you? I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you? I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you? You spend all your life [bad word] at, [bad word] away at the wrong life You're a traitor! (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) You're a traitor! (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) You spend all your time [bad word] at, [bad word] away at the wrong life You're a traitor! (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) You're a traitor! (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Maybe I'm a spineless weak-kneed yellow bellied he she Maybe I'm an undercover deadbeat Suffering cold feet Maybe I'm a spineless weak-kneed yellow bellied he she Maybe I'm an undercover deadbeat Suffering cold feet Or maybe I'm just shooting with the wrong gun and I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you? I'm a cornbread Can I meet you? Can I meet you? Can I meet you?