Peyoti For President Credit To The Nation
You got that that – You got style,
Anything you want in your mystery mile,
Reciprocate the love that I give ya, said
I wanna be there said I wanna be with ya see me pass the test with my killer prowess
I said – Anything you want..
You got that that – a you got style
Anything you want in your mystery mile, (STOP)
Oh, my, my, my, my - How you satisfy,
when you tear my skin and you scratch my eyes
Anything you want.
You just look at me and all I believe, is thrown into doubt, I’m screamin’ out
Over n’ out, it’s obscene, you make me cream,
When you’re on top my darling and…
Ohh, hear my emotion, lost in devotion, oh what kind of poison is this?
Killing me slowly – but as I start to focus,
My admiration seems hopelessly floored, but that’s not all…
But as I open my eyes wide point to the sky, with a clear mind and a clear sign
Sun in the sky, sun on my side, focus on the finer things in my life & I find
This road that I ride with the simple minds of the Philistines
The Drews & the Kurds & the Palestines
Credit to the nation searching for salvation so listen we ain’t gonna stop…
They hate us they hate us
They just wanna break us - They just wanna take us
n’ shake us and shake us - n’ beak us and break us
And make us into something that we quite simply are not
But you can never break our resolve, you can never break our resolve etc etc
You got that that you got style
Anything you want in your mystery mile
See me sweat watch my temperature rise with my head hung high with my head hung high,
Oh my my my my, won’t you sympathise
When you tear my skin and you scratch my eyes I said
Anything you want…..
