Fun Lovin' Criminals - The Grave and the Constant Lyrics
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The Grave and the Constant
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What Are The Lyrics For The Grave and the Constant By Fun Lovin' Criminals?
I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.C. with the wing tip shoes. My boss said it was Paris or Prison and the judge said: "son you better Make a decision." I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, April in Paris, hell South of the border. They put me together, tougher than leather. Set Me on your ass because they didn't know better. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. I hold the fort left, right and center The number running hardass punk, flygirl bender. Check the photo Finish I'm in this to satisfy parole, not posing not playing the role, See I got more gumbas than Bobby De Niro and if I was you I'd Act like Nixon and Spiro. So drink your rock and smoke your pot And chill where it's shady. I got more endurance than In-A-Gadda- Da-Vida baby. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. I'm up to no good, with no place to go but down I'm up to no good, with no place to go but down I'm up to no good, with no place to go but down I'm up to no good, with no place to go but down I'm up to no good, with no place to go but down I'm up to no good, with no place to go but down Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on, getting it on, getting it on. We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down We're up to no good, with no place to go but down |
Who Wrote The Grave and the Constant By Fun Lovin' Criminals?
Brian Andrew Leiser, Hugh Thomas Morgan, Stephen Byron Borgovini
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