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Tim Fite
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Trouble
Between a hammer and a holiday, a holiday I'll take a hammer (in tune?) every time You just can't wait to waste us all away, all away while you save face I'll be shaving mine
In the light, in the sound In the sound in the light I seen rapids, I seen rubble
You're in trouble, A whole lotta trouble
I have punishment Fit the crime But if the crime is the punishment where will ya wind up Waitin' on that punishment You wake up and wonder where the summer went because it's cold up the river It's cold up the river It's cold up the river It's cold, its cold
(It's cold) In the light, in the sound In the sound in the light I seen rapids, I seen rubble
In the light, in the sound I see trouble (trouble) In the sound, in the light
You better hope to God your shit grow
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You're in a whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta trouble A whole lotta TROUBLE
How's about a little avalanche for your avarice I lay in sight for your lavishness Some happenstance for your happiness A firsthand taste of average
You better hope to God your shit grow
You better hope to God your shit grow
You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope You better hope
You're in a whole lotta trouble
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