That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia That's the night that they hung an innocent man Well don't trust your soul to no back woods Southern lawyer 'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands 'Cause the judge in the town's

Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley, he's lookin' for food I'm in the kitchen with the tombstone blues The sweet pretty things are in bed now, of course The city fathers, they're trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul

This good hearted woman in love with her good timin' man She's a good hearted woman in love with a good timin' man And she loves him in spite of his ways that she don't understand And through teardrops and laughter they'll pass through this world hand in

Na na na na na na Thought I heard her calling my name now She broke my heart but I love her just the same now I need her loving and I'm not to blame now (Love, love) they got it early in the morning (Love, love) they got it late in the evening (Love,

Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech You'll be forgotten and gone They made you believe

Rageaholics Diabolical badass Nobody gives a fuck Hey Hey, we're party addicts Don't get it twisted We're just addicted to the lifestyle Official welcome to the rageaholics Start the party

Anyway they don't know you like I do They'll never know you You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things Baby don't worry about it All of the time Lady we'll go out to the floor You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing Why are you so paranoid

Some sunny day they're gonna come for you Sooner or later said you know that it's true You think you're so sly You tried to roll by You played the safe side You said will somebody take me Another James Brown You made the same sound

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up

Hey I've been punching your clock, giving all I got Putting up with your pain in the rear Between a hottie and an ice cold beer Ain't a part of me that doesn't hurt Hey Hey but lucky for me you can easily see I still got a finger that works Adios, I'm done,