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Good Morning, Mrs. Smith

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โฑ๏ธ 3:20 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 2166226

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

In the military outpost know as hell
We was way too drunk of Muscatel
Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
From the stories that the TV was known
To tell
This night at the end of the world
Police sirens sing to boys and girls
Handful of pills to press your curl
Baby shine that light
Let your fight unfurl

My confession is also my blessing
Hollered Hail Marys suckin on a Smith & Wesson
May salutations interrupt your isolation
I'm just like you
Another profit calculation
I learned a lot
From things left at my apartment
Forgotten papers that you dropped on
My carpet
Musical chairs
You thought your luck was just startin
Who told the record to stop?
Took the collection note you left at my spot
And made you
Origami

Woo hoo
Good morning, Mrs. Smith
Woo hoo
Good morning, Mrs. Smith

In the military outpost know as hell
We was way too drunk of Muscatel
Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
From the stories that the TV was known
To tell
This night at the end of the world
Police sirens sing to boys and girls
Handful of pills to press your curl
Baby shine that light
Let your fight unfurl

Dancin in my kitchen
With Sly Stone's permission
Lit my ignition
Cursing fascist apparitions
You said your life was something like the
Inquisition
All you could do was lay there in prone
Position
I said there's love inside the people
Connectin
And interactin
Strugglin
Finding direction
That's why you see insurrection
Here's some affection
We the targets of war
Took the eviction note they tacked on your door
And made you
Origami

Woo hoo
Good morning, Mrs. Smith
Woo hoo
Good morning, Mrs. Smith

In the military outpost know as hell
We was way too drunk of Muscatel
Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
From the stories that the TV was known
To tell
This night at the end of the world
Police sirens sing to boys and girls
Handful of pills to press your curl
Baby shine that light
Let your fight unfurl

I heard that power is the rum of the
Brain and
For us it's fixin
Not just numbin
The pain
And I'm not just comin complainin
I'm just explainin
How this life is a blessin
I took the farewell note you meant for
Your exit
And made you
Origami

Woo hoo
Good morning, Mrs. Smith
Woo hoo
Good morning, Mrs. Smith

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:13.68] In the military outpost know as hell
[00:15.57] We was way too drunk of Muscatel
[00:17.35] Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
[00:19.19] From the stories that the TV was known
[00:20.93] To tell
[00:21.87] This night at the end of the world
[00:22.76] Police sirens sing to boys and girls
[00:24.55] Handful of pills to press your curl
[00:26.43] Baby shine that light
[00:27.35] Let your fight unfurl
[00:28.24] My confession is also my blessing
[00:31.80] Hollered Hail Marys suckin on a Smith & Wesson
[00:34.56] May salutations interrupt your isolation
[00:39.18] I'm just like you
[00:40.01] Another profit calculation
[00:41.88] I learned a lot
[00:43.65] From things left at my apartment
[00:45.41] Forgotten papers that you dropped on
[00:47.23] My carpet
[00:48.11] Musical chairs
[00:49.17] You thought your luck was just startin
[00:50.99] Who told the record to stop?
[00:51.89] Took the collection note you left at my spot
[00:54.59] And made you
[00:56.32] Origami
[01:00.03] Woo hoo
[01:02.78] Good morning, Mrs. Smith
[01:06.35] Woo hoo
[01:09.95] Good morning, Mrs. Smith
[01:11.80] In the military outpost know as hell
[01:12.79] We was way too drunk of Muscatel
[01:13.62] Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
[01:15.48] From the stories that the TV was known
[01:17.25] To tell
[01:18.12] This night at the end of the world
[01:19.01] Police sirens sing to boys and girls
[01:20.92] Handful of pills to press your curl
[01:22.79] Baby shine that light
[01:24.57] Let your fight unfurl
[01:26.35] Dancin in my kitchen
[01:27.24] With Sly Stone's permission
[01:28.21] Lit my ignition
[01:30.05] Cursing fascist apparitions
[01:31.80] You said your life was something like the
[01:33.68] Inquisition
[01:34.56] All you could do was lay there in prone
[01:38.18] Position
[01:39.04] I said there's love inside the people
[01:40.88] Connectin
[01:41.82] And interactin
[01:42.75] Strugglin
[01:43.66] Finding direction
[01:44.51] That's why you see insurrection
[01:46.35] Here's some affection
[01:47.25] We the targets of war
[01:48.53] Took the eviction note they tacked on your door
[01:51.28] And made you
[01:52.14] Origami
[01:56.19] Woo hoo
[01:58.82] Good morning, Mrs. Smith
[02:02.54] Woo hoo
[02:05.28] Good morning, Mrs. Smith
[02:07.05] In the military outpost know as hell
[02:08.93] We was way too drunk of Muscatel
[02:10.73] Prone to fail and get thrown in jail
[02:12.58] From the stories that the TV was known
[02:13.45] To tell
[02:14.35] This night at the end of the world
[02:15.27] Police sirens sing to boys and girls
[02:17.02] Handful of pills to press your curl
[02:18.91] Baby shine that light
[02:20.72] Let your fight unfurl
[02:21.64] I heard that power is the rum of the
[02:22.56] Brain and
[02:24.42] For us it's fixin
[02:25.32] Not just numbin
[02:26.23] The pain
[02:27.11] And I'm not just comin complainin
[02:28.07] I'm just explainin
[02:29.83] How this life is a blessin
[02:30.83] I took the farewell note you meant for
[02:32.93] Your exit
[02:33.88] And made you
[02:34.75] Origami
[02:45.69] Woo hoo
[02:48.34] Good morning, Mrs. Smith
[02:51.99] Woo hoo
[02:55.57] Good morning, Mrs. Smith
[03:10.98]

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