I really like your voice.
It makes you look real cute.
That's the sound that will make you bright.
Sit down and hold your tongue.
Be still, behave because your time has come.
It's the chin-up transmission to cut the story short.
With pants around your ankles,
you've been caught.
There's no remission.
If you can't sell it, someone's gonna buy it.
Then when they need it, bleed them white.
You say,
if you can't sell it,
someone's gonna buy it.
Then when they need it, bleed them white.
I'm hanging out with Jesus.
He seems to think there's something big between us.
Blowin' kisses.
Let's get the story right.
I'd like to spend some time alone tonight.
Yeah,
bleed me white.
If you can't sell it, someone's gonna buy it.
Then when they need it, bleed them white.
You say,
if you can't sell it,
someone's gonna buy it.
Then when they need it, bleed them white.
And I don't know where you're coming from.
Said I don't know where you're coming from.
Once in a while the black meat's chuckling.
Sweeping away the dust of hustling.
Making a mess is what you're into.
Giving your feet something to cling to.
Rattle my cage and I might bite ya.
Give me a sword, I'll have to knight ya.
No need to fight, you're bleeding me white.
White.