Lyrics

He bought two fifths of lead free gasoline Said the bottle is dusty but my engine is clean He bought a nice blue suit with the money he could find If his bride didn't like it Saint Peter wouldn't mind But now I lie here so out of breath and over opiated Maybe I couldn't catch up, no, but maybe he could have waited Well, the medicine man started seeing red You think the snake just dreams up the poison in his head Well, addicted to approval, addicted to the air It was see if you like it or see you on up there But now I lie here so out of breath and over opiated Maybe I couldn't catch up, no, but maybe he could have waited Now I lie here so out of breath and over opiated Maybe I couldn't catch up, no, but maybe he could have waited Now I lie here so out of breath and over opiated Maybe I couldn't catch up, no, but maybe he could have waited Maybe he could have waited Maybe he could have waited
Writer(s): Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Gordon Sinclair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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