I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

She was shorter than the corn Pictures of the farm before us Old men in a gospel chorus Sephia And saddle horses easy on the reins Eighty-one a motor in your mama's seventeen again She's squinting at the dusty wind The anger of the plains You and I were

You said that you love me Oh what happened to the love Why some parents CHORUS (Eve) And there is a rather large population Of hole sale suppliers

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

Hands held higher We'll be on fire Does it bother anyone else Down in the forest We'll sing a chorus Singing songs that nobody wrote That someone else has your name? One that everybody knows I scream, you scream, we all scream

(Under everything) We're gonna get ya, we're gonna get ya Marry me, marry me, marry me But you may be dead, you may be dead Mary, Mary, Mary

Wake up the sleeping giant REPEAT CHORUS Gather 'round us, join with the band Together we're stronger, together we'll stand Say what can you do, well, we've got a plan And we're gonna take you to the promised land It's time to remember, it's time to move

Nobody feel no way It's coming close to payday I say Everyman get paid a quota's work this day CHORUS (2x) Can I plant peas and reap rice Can I plant cocoa and reap yam Can I plant turnip and reap tomato Can I plant breadfruit and reap potato Can I tell

Don't let me down REPEAT CHORUS Don't let me down, no Look at you, you're my dream Are you all that you seem? Now you have what I need and what I believe Don't tell me you'll lose it, 'cause I'll have to leave What do I have to give

Hanging out when it's past time to go Though everyone tried to ignore us We'd scared them all off by the chorus There you stood looking proud What was left of the crowd at our show And I was twenty-two backwoods years old You were singing that night by