Burning Pile - Live Sessions
All my style, all my grace
All I tried to save my face
All my guts, try to spill
All my holes, try to fill
All my money been a long time spent
On my drugs, on my rent
On my saving philosophy
It goes, one in the bank, and the rest for me
It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
My momma, lonely maid
Got her buns in the oven, and she never got laid
My papa, renaissance man
Sailed away and he never came back again
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
All your woe begones be gone
I said all your troubles, you don't need a thing
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the world again
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I'll take my turn
To burn and burn, and burn
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba
Ooh-ooh-ooh
All I tried to save my face
All my guts, try to spill
All my holes, try to fill
All my money been a long time spent
On my drugs, on my rent
On my saving philosophy
It goes, one in the bank, and the rest for me
It goes, all my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
My momma, lonely maid
Got her buns in the oven, and she never got laid
My papa, renaissance man
Sailed away and he never came back again
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
All your woe begones be gone
I said all your troubles, you don't need a thing
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the world again
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I, catch fire then I'll take my turn
To burn and burn, and burn
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba, ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba
Bah, ba-ba-ba, ba
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Guldemond
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