Kick Them Wicked Things

I hitchhiked to the edge of town and I came back home
I was sacred to leave my poor mama alone
I don't wanna live here for the rest of my life
I'm gonna leave this town when my mama dies

I'm on bedrest, I got to kick them wicked things
I got it bad, I got to kick them wicked things

I went to school to get a degree now I'm buried in debt
I'm on pills for anxiety, I can't pay it back
My doctor says looking toward the future is bad
I don't know what to do, I don't wanna look back

I'm on bedrest, I got to kick them wicked things
I got it bad, I got to kick them wicked things
One man can be more than one thing
One man can be more than one thing

I got to kick them wicked things
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My little brother killed a man in Fort McMurray
The light left his eyes in a hurry
The news said he put him down in a northern fury
He said he didn't kill him but he couldn't fool the jury

I'm on bedrest, I got to kick them wicked things
I got it bad, I got to kick them wicked things
One man can be more than one thing
One man can be more than one thing
I got to kick them
I got to kick them
Yeah, I got to kick them wicked things



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Huot, Adam Paquette, Brett Emmons, Chris Koster, Frederik Thaae, Jay Emmons
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