Young Fathers - John Doe lyrics

[Young Fathers - John Doe lyrics]

In here you will find
Your two degrees of freedom
I say your name before I fly
Let you know I’m leaving touch the new world
See the breadline take it in take it in go
Thirty years and now he's flat lined
Say it ain’t say it ain’t so make the moula
Woo di hoorah rake it in rake it in more
Hang the hangman bang the gangbang
Call me John Doe let the good times roll
Call me John Doe let the good times roll

I got my morals beg or borrow
See these hands are empty
Hold the night-time wrong is right aye
All the fake is true street is church babe
Give me first aid gimme gimme gimme more
Which is worst babe a kiss or curse me
Take me take me
Take me take me home



You're gonna find me dining with death
I’m gonna tell you how this ends

Call me John Doe let the good times roll
Call me John Doe let the good times roll

Liquidate the dreams so they
Can find somebody else exacerbate the means
Its all about wealth
Choose to represent me like a
Dick caught in zipper ally I be on my own
Marching through the Champs-Élysées
I’m easy

Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler

Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Laissez les bon temps rouler

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