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Moneymouth

Album: The Easiest Drug to Sell
By:
Beecher's Fault

Duration

3:22

Genres

Indie Rock

Description

First track from our new album, "The Easiest Drug to Sell".

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Lyrics

And so you've had enough Tired and out of place Salsa in your living room Hands around your waste And you know I'm quite the same Wasting every day Back hurts all the time A penny for my thoughts? The president's a joke But we're laughing tongue in cheek Ready for the worst I think I'll move up state More than 50 miles Pull into your drive Turn around and watch Watch it hit the fan As smoke shoots to the sky America's reborn I'm sorry that you asked You put your money where your mouth was You'll always hate the nights When you sleep through all the days Seems obvious to me Such an easy fix Put away the pills Start it all anew But I should be so bold No clue what you've been told My scars are all skin deep But yours they go straight through I see the other side But I'm so sorry that I asked I put my money where my mouth was And so we've had enough Tired and out of place Salsa in your living room Your hands around my waste You know I'm quite the same Wasting every day Back hurts all the time A penny for my thoughts? The president's a joke We're laughing tongue in cheek Ready for the worst I think we'll move upstate And put our money where our mouth was

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