Verse:
A killer evening for show downs, stars shown down through an opening sky
After the lines were set, the ground was wet but the tents held their flagging high
Seven came to the party, each one towing a dream of their own
The capital was raised, but the deals we made fell apart when we let it flow
Chorus:
She's got a lot to learn but she's catching on somehow
We came to watch her burn but it's all around us now
She's got a lot to learn but she's catching on somehow
We're underwater but we're burning hot right now
Verse 2:
Called Alanzo at Beat St, when that young man said he'd pack me in snow
His souveniers were saved for the most depraved and the ones who never let it show
Across the street it was daylight, it felt so good to be back on my own
With all the money spent, and none for rent it was high time to use the phone
Verse 3:
She's got too many lapdogs, too much time spent testing the weight
Of every kite you stitch, and she'll make you fix all the crosses to clean your slate
Now her cupboards are empty, the bitch still wages peace like a war
A cellar built for cells, or a wishing well make for hard dungeons to explore
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