They will come along
They will find a way
Riddles from Amun
Or Ra, just take them away
Little white lies, Paul
Corporate spirit, balls
Sacrificing pawns
Always a fake to take the place
No one's selling songs
Will they come along?
Will they find a way?
Or stay - locked in the cellar
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give a tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
Born to be forlorn
Sold before the shake
Nowhere left to hide
The shade, just take it away
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give a tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give one tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
Noah Gokey - Bang! Lyrics
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They will come along
They will find a way
Riddles from Amun
Or Ra, just take them away
Little white lies, Paul
Corporate spirit, balls
Sacrificing pawns
Always a fake to take the place
No one's selling songs
Will they come along?
Will they find a way?
Or stay - locked in the cellar
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give a tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
Born to be forlorn
Sold before the shake
Nowhere left to hide
The shade, just take it away
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give a tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give one tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
They will find a way
Riddles from Amun
Or Ra, just take them away
Little white lies, Paul
Corporate spirit, balls
Sacrificing pawns
Always a fake to take the place
No one's selling songs
Will they come along?
Will they find a way?
Or stay - locked in the cellar
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give a tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
Born to be forlorn
Sold before the shake
Nowhere left to hide
The shade, just take it away
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give a tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
We don't want your little bit
The crumbs we're fed
The man is dead
We don't give one tiny shit
Won't take the hit
The bait you waste!
Writer: Corey Hagstrom
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