Oklahoma City Fever

I'm feeling like I got a disease
A Mississippi fever, a criminal pedigree
It's like I got a disease

I'm feeling like I got a disease
In lowly ragged cabin lives a man of defeat
Lord help me once, Lord help me twice
Ain't it a shame to mistake paradise for crying?

I'm feeling like I got a disease
I went to Oklahoma to hear the reverend speak
He said, "Kill me the vile, the depraved and the wrong
In the name of the Father, the Ghost and the Son"

I'm feeling like I got a disease
A Mississippi fever, a criminal pedigree
It's like I got a disease
Like I got a disease
Like I got a disease



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Bozzo
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