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I'm gonna need some money to help me I'm gonna grease somebody's hand I'm gonna need the staff to hold leaks down I don’t need Progressives to care I'm gonna lie and fake their party They’ll start pulling out their hair I'm going to cover our state with La Follette’s ashes and ain’t nobody gonna give a **** Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I’m gonna throw our state away Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Now for eight long years I've lead this attack One more is guaranteed Can we just please keep the lid down And phone me in with Koch’s link Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I'm gonna throw our state away Mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm The state I’m breaking, our water's taken, Foxconn's a guarantee It’s soul I’m taken, the earth is quaken, no climate's changing me The state I’m breaking, frac sand is shaken, silica's blowing over me Your land I’m taken, no hands I’m shaken, voters'll never find me Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I’m gonna throw our state away Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I’m gonna throw our state away Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh
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Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 10:52 AM UTC
Son of a Preacher! [S.O.B., by Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats]
I'm gonna need some money to help me I'm gonna grease somebody's hand I'm gonna need the staff to hold leaks down I don’t need Progressives to care I'm gonna lie and fake their party They’ll start pulling out their hair I'm going to cover our state with La Follette’s ashes and ain’t nobody gonna give a **** Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I’m gonna throw our state away Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Now for eight long years I've lead this attack One more is guaranteed Can we just please keep the lid down And phone me in with Koch’s link Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I'm gonna throw our state away Mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm The state I’m breaking, our water's taken, Foxconn's a guarantee It’s soul I’m taken, the earth is quaken, no climate's changing me The state I’m breaking, frac sand is shaken, silica's blowing over me Your land I’m taken, no hands I’m shaken, voters'll never find me Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I’m gonna throw our state away Son of a Preacher States on the brink So much blight Consistently Son of a Preacher I don’t fight clean I’m gonna throw our state away Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh
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william-clifton
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 10:52 AM UTC
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