LyricsSame In The End

Sublime

Last update on: October 30, 2020

Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky They give it up and they give it up and they give it up But they never ask why

Daddy was a rollin' rollin' stone, oh He rolled away one day and he never came home It ain't hard to understand This ain't Hitler's master plan What it takes to be a man Ooh, in my mind, in my brain I'm rollin' over like a steamin' freight train It ain't hard to ascertain You only see what you want to believe When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve That don't mean I can't hang The day that I die will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar, uh Sunday morning hold church down at the bar Get down on your knees and start to pray, oh Pray my itchy rash will go away, yow Now back up y'all; it ain't me Kentucky fried chicken is all I see It's a hellified way to start your day If I make you cry all night Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight It ain't personal; it ain't me I only am what you told me to be I'm a backwards-ass hillbilly, I'm Dick Buttkiss You know I lie; I get mean I'm a thief in the dark; I'm a ragin' machine I'm a triple-rectified-ass son-of-a-bitch Rec-tite on my ass and it makes me itch I can see for miles and miles and miles, oh My broken heart make me smile In my mind, in my brain I go back I go completely insane It ain't personal; it ain't me And if I make you cry all night I'll be your daddy at the end of the night Take a load from my big gun You only see what you want to believe When you creep from the back I've got tricks up my sleeve Twenty four seven, devil's best friend Makes no difference; it's all same in the end

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Translated byErnesto Morata

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