Текст песни My My Misfire - The Sinatra

Текст:

All in The desert was made for hiding bodies The liars, the cheaters, cameras, cameras These boots were made for stomping, stomping And stomping's what they'll do Look at this place It's made of money So take this to your grave Look at this place It's made of money So weigh me on your grave The desert was made for hiding bodies The liars, the cheaters, cameras, cameras These boots were made for stomping, stomping And stomping's what they'll do Look at this place It's made of money So take this to your grave Look at this place It's made of money So weigh me on your grave You just got shut by the love gun baby How does it feel? Does it turn you on? You turn around and your family is all gone The cameras caught you cheating 'Cause it turns them on To bring the best machines up to the front The dancers caught you peaking 'Cause it turns me on You turn around and your money's all gone This cities got me screaming (screaming) Look at this place It's made of money Oh shit Look at this place It's made of money So take this to your grave Look at this place It's made of money So weigh me on your grave Look at this place It's made of money Look at this place Look at this place It's made of money Look at this place You better run

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