Swingin' Utters Bigot's Barrel Letras:
he was spoken to just to be put down and he was 22
when helped off the ground beaten black and blue
when his color was brown and shining shoes in a
dirty town the bigots barely outnumber my regrets
as I float around like shit in the bay the bigot's
barrel just another white melee it's just another
fucking windy day he's free to choose but his
choices are few the rope is loose but it's tied in
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a noose he prays to god in the back of the church
pews they won't pass the plate to the blacks or
the Jews she's feeling free until "he" gets a free
feel a reeling plea in machismo battlefield "I'm
up to my neck in the rawest of raw deals while I'm
choking on the B.C. pill" "I know the rules to
know that they're confused and wrong. I'd read my
rights it wouldn't take too long. I'll take an
inch, no more is offered to a pawn. I wasn't
asked, I will respond!"
Letras: Bigot's Barrel Swingin' Utters [final]