| Hey hey what can you say you might head out to California
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| Think you got you something to say, who knows who cares anyway
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| Oh no don’t make a stand you might piss off the government man
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| He might put a pistol in your hand, put you on a boat to go play in the sand
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| Sand castles in the sky, Jimmy’s gonna play when I die
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| Face first in the mud, don’t talk back cause he’s got a gun
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| On the road driving fast, see how long your heart can last
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| Can that gypsy see your past, save your ass from the devils wrath
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| Hell no, I won’t go, I’m gonna roll bones with the devil you know
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| Take all of his silver and gold, put it in the hands of the poor folks
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| Hey hey what can you say, is Wal-Mart squeezing out your brain
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| Whipping your ass with a restaurant chain, pumping that poison in your
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| Vein
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| Tell the blind that they will see, but they can’t afford that pharmacy
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| Cut 'em down if they don’t agree, do you really care what a sick man
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| Needs
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| Down on the ground you freaked out clown, can’t be saying them
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| Things out loud
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| Better off turning that smile to a frown, hands on your head till you
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| All calm down
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| Hey hey what do you say
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| Is everybody scared of the man these days
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| Scared to be you, scared to be me
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| Scared to believe that you can see
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| People in need, dying of disease
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| Oh know where do you go, blisters on your feet with your frozen toes
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| Preacher man trying to save your soul, teaching you things you
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| Already know
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| Hey hey what can you say, the cops will taser all of your brains
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| Can’t be saying those crazy things, ain’t enough money
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| In change these days
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| Corporate money singing jing a ling, won’t you believe
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| In the president’s ways
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| Give your rights away and say hurray
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| Hey hey what can say, they pulled the plug on your membrane
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| Back to the streets with dope to blame, putting your voice back in it’s place
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| Hey hey what can you say, you think that they can change their ways
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| I bet they can if they get paid, Prozac will come save the day
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| Hey hey what can you say, the big man spends your hard earned pay
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| Yellow brick roads have turned to clay, choking blue collars to a dollar a
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| Day
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| Hey hey what can say, shut your mouth or get the way
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| Speak your mind or go insane, it’s a choice that you can make
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| How long can you get a long, do ya really need to drop them bombs
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| Write your words down on a bong, roll that joint and smoke this song |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hey Hey Hurray , by - Ryan Bingham. Song from the album Roadhouse Sun, in the genre Иностранный рок