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| Between a hammer and a holiday, a holiday I’ll take a hammer (in tune?) every time You just can't wait to waste us all away, all away while you save face I’ll be shaving mine In the light, in the sound In the sound in the light I seen rapids, I seen rubble You’re in trouble, A whole lotta trouble I have punishment Fit the crime But if the crime is the punishment where will ya wind up Waitin’ on that punishment You wake up and wonder where the summer went because it's cold up the river It’s cold up the river It’s cold up the river It’s cold, its cold (It’s cold) In the light, in the sound In the sound in the light I seen rapids, I seen rubble In the light, in the sound I see trouble (trouble) In the sound, in the light You better hope to God your shit grow You better hope to God your shit grow You’re in a whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta TROUBLE How’s about a little avalanche for your avarice I lay in sight for your lavishness Some happenstance for your happiness A firsthand taste of average You better hope to God your shit grow You better hope to God your shit grow You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You’re in a whole lotta trouble |
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