Rant from Burn Pits by Rathbone

Oh, no no no no
Not another knock at the door
I'm-a goin' off the top of my head
Papa gon' check my pulse
Gonna feel my eyes
Right now, in a rant
In a rant I could compromise
I could make the mind go

Oh, no no no no
Mama come and knock at the door
I'm-a goin' off the top of my head
Papa gon' check my pulse
Gonna feel my eyes
Right now, in a rant
In a rant I could compromise
I could make the mind go

A good time, a good time
A good time, a good time

Oh no no no no
Mama she was way down, weighed down
Way downtown too long
As if she had 9 lives
Used 9, said 10
It's been 3 years, ah

Comin' down, comin' down the street
Comin' down, walkin' on
Walkin' on, walkin' on tacks
Crunch, crunch
Cross hope, dead, deaf, dope, dumb
Off the bucket list
Now I'm goin' off the top of my head
Ah!
In a rant, in a rant, in a rant
I could compromise

A good time, a good time
A good time, a good time
A good time, a good time
A good time, a good time
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya....

• Alternative
• Electronic
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• blues
• folk
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• New Orleans