Yeah
Yeah, the feds in the street playing volleyball
With a canister of heat making my skin crawl
It's a hot August night and the pigs are at it again
Armored up and high, looking to offend
There's a camera there for you and me
Web link buried in obscurity
You can watch and comment free
Sitting safe and sound watching history
A dark and muddy night, a passion born in strife
Cut me with your words and bleed me with your knife
It's on
It's a-light
Yeah
It's a-light
The bullshit of your dying plight, got to put down your lying fright
Written off to history, waiting on that last goodbye, yeah
Can't wait to say goodbye
Goodbye
Yeah, goodbye
Yeah
Woo
Unmarked and out of sight
Absconded into the night
Yeah, ain't no brutal right
Feds playing volleyball like a street fight, alright
A dark and muddy night, a passion born in strife
Cut me with your words and bleed me with your knife
The bullshit of your dying plight got to put down your lying fright
Written off to history, waiting on that last goodbye, yeah
Oh yeah
So long and good night
Yeah, alright
The Man's playing volleyball like a street fight
Got that smoke in my eyes
Got your cuffs in my size
Boots on the ground on the rise
Can't wait to say goodbye
Goodbye
Ferrie's Ghost - Volleyball Lyrics
Ferrie's Ghost - Volleyball Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah, the feds in the street playing volleyball
With a canister of heat making my skin crawl
It's a hot August night and the pigs are at it again
Armored up and high, looking to offend
There's a camera there for you and me
Web link buried in obscurity
You can watch and comment free
Sitting safe and sound watching history
A dark and muddy night, a passion born in strife
Cut me with your words and bleed me with your knife
It's on
It's a-light
Yeah
It's a-light
The bullshit of your dying plight, got to put down your lying fright
Written off to history, waiting on that last goodbye, yeah
Can't wait to say goodbye
Goodbye
Yeah, goodbye
Yeah
Woo
Unmarked and out of sight
Absconded into the night
Yeah, ain't no brutal right
Feds playing volleyball like a street fight, alright
A dark and muddy night, a passion born in strife
Cut me with your words and bleed me with your knife
The bullshit of your dying plight got to put down your lying fright
Written off to history, waiting on that last goodbye, yeah
Oh yeah
So long and good night
Yeah, alright
The Man's playing volleyball like a street fight
Got that smoke in my eyes
Got your cuffs in my size
Boots on the ground on the rise
Can't wait to say goodbye
Goodbye
Yeah, the feds in the street playing volleyball
With a canister of heat making my skin crawl
It's a hot August night and the pigs are at it again
Armored up and high, looking to offend
There's a camera there for you and me
Web link buried in obscurity
You can watch and comment free
Sitting safe and sound watching history
A dark and muddy night, a passion born in strife
Cut me with your words and bleed me with your knife
It's on
It's a-light
Yeah
It's a-light
The bullshit of your dying plight, got to put down your lying fright
Written off to history, waiting on that last goodbye, yeah
Can't wait to say goodbye
Goodbye
Yeah, goodbye
Yeah
Woo
Unmarked and out of sight
Absconded into the night
Yeah, ain't no brutal right
Feds playing volleyball like a street fight, alright
A dark and muddy night, a passion born in strife
Cut me with your words and bleed me with your knife
The bullshit of your dying plight got to put down your lying fright
Written off to history, waiting on that last goodbye, yeah
Oh yeah
So long and good night
Yeah, alright
The Man's playing volleyball like a street fight
Got that smoke in my eyes
Got your cuffs in my size
Boots on the ground on the rise
Can't wait to say goodbye
Goodbye
Writer: John Theesfeld
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid