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Heads

I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi The blues has got

Partly politic heads will roll Mostly politic God must call Till the winning hand Does belong to me What if no one's calling God then must be falling

Hey! And she was lying in the grass And she could hear the highway breathing And she could see a nearby factory She's making sure she is not dreaming

knockin' heads off, yeah We knockin' heads off, yeah We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off yeah We knockin' heads off, yeah We knockin' heads off, yeah We knockin' heads

Rat heads get nothin' but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, he's a bitch) Rat heads get nothin' but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, he's a bitch

Heads! The Cat with 2 Heads Whoa, the Cat with 2 Heads! The Cat with 2 Heads Whoa, the Cat with 2 Heads! Two heads..... of terror!

is for my weed heads, strictly for my weed heads, this is for my weed heads.Weed dont do no harm.This is for my weed heads, strictly for my weed heads

Me to the rescue, me to the rescue Me to the rescue, me to the rescue Hello, hello, you lucky so-and-so Hello, hello, you lucky so-and-so Get away, get

stay away when you need them the most Serving up another dream into everybody's empty heads Stirring up another scene into everybody's empty heads Whipping up another style into everybody's empty heads