Guilty Filthy Soul
Uh...
I'm runnin' out of faith - Be careful who you tell.
I'm runnin' out of faith! Be careful who you tell.
Whoa... Whoa...
She's blackenin' my name - My army never came...
It's water under the bridge - Be careful who you tell.
Whoa!
'Cause you gotta look her in the eye, and you gotta love your way of life.
'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul - Don't you know it's out of your control?
Whoa!
She's blackenin' my name - I know you feel the same.
It's water under the bridge... Be careful who you tell.
Whoa! Whoa!
Stop squeezin' on my neck, your Unemployment Check.
It's water under the bridge - Be careful who you tell.
Whoa!
'Cause you gotta look her in the eye! And you got to love your way of life.
'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul - Don't you know it's out of your control?
Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! )
Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! )
Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! )
Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! )
Waiting on a blood line... You can find some free time...
Look at who you're hating... Now we're celebrating...
Waiting on a bloodline...
You can find some free time...
Waiting on a bloodline...
Waiting on a bloodline...
Waiting on a bloodline...
She's bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-blackening my name.
Be careful who you tell!
Whoa!
'Cause you gotta look her in the eye! And you got to love your way of life.
'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul. Don't you know it's out of your control?
Whoa...
