I've got some business of my own... and I wanna show ya
I got a pistol in my home... friend of the family
There's a price upon my head... deep in misery
There's a dice that must be thrown... lost integrity
My wanted posters look the same
Stapled there without no frame
If death and taxes stay away
Could I live another day
Another day, another day
Another day, another day
I swore an oath upon this day... wanna tell ya
I've got some thoughts inside my brain... so dark and dismal like
I got a bike when I was six... I painted it cherry red
I like the smell of crazy chicks... that wreck my bed at night
My wanted posters look the same
Stapled there without no frame
If death and taxes stay away
Could I live another day
Another day, another day
Another day, another day
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I've got some business of my own... and I wanna show ya
I got a pistol in my home... friend of the family
There's a price upon my head... deep in misery
There's a dice that must be thrown... lost integrity
My wanted posters look the same
Stapled there without no frame
If death and taxes stay away
Could I live another day
Another day, another day
Another day, another day
I swore an oath upon this day... wanna tell ya
I've got some thoughts inside my brain... so dark and dismal like
I got a bike when I was six... I painted it cherry red
I like the smell of crazy chicks... that wreck my bed at night
My wanted posters look the same
Stapled there without no frame
If death and taxes stay away
Could I live another day
Another day, another day
Another day, another day
I got a pistol in my home... friend of the family
There's a price upon my head... deep in misery
There's a dice that must be thrown... lost integrity
My wanted posters look the same
Stapled there without no frame
If death and taxes stay away
Could I live another day
Another day, another day
Another day, another day
I swore an oath upon this day... wanna tell ya
I've got some thoughts inside my brain... so dark and dismal like
I got a bike when I was six... I painted it cherry red
I like the smell of crazy chicks... that wreck my bed at night
My wanted posters look the same
Stapled there without no frame
If death and taxes stay away
Could I live another day
Another day, another day
Another day, another day
Writer: Hendrik Reitsma
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