trouble in america

White Lies

My body, my clothes, it s a kosher, a fix
This is God-fearing money, yeah
This is God-fearing money
And mine to throw about in the air
I m dipping my toes and not a second late
I fly a heart full of honey, yeah
This is God-fearing country
So I can be a God if I dare

Don t, don t
Come any closer, now I m gold, gold
I never meant you to know
But now they ve got a thousand cops in the air

My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me

My knowledge, my coulds, your eternal bliss
Be a star in my yearning, yeah
You re a star
Could you hurt any man to make a fall of our dead
My readers long notes
All a vision within to me for the hungry bears
It s survival for the lucky
If chips are all you re watching down there

Don t, don t
Come any closer, now I m gold, gold
I never meant you to know
But now they ve got a thousand cops in the air
No, no
I won t believe in my soul, soul
I feel it heaving, oh no
They ll put me on the TV crying to death

My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me

My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me
My old man s making trouble in America
Oh Lord, take the weight off me