Had Enough (feat. yMusic)
Orange lady spews her venom
Says deny and we just let 'em
Tells her big friends, let's go get 'em
While the air is hotter and wetter
And we all roll merrily, merry-merrily along, along, along
Baby Quinn lights a candle
Says a prayer for all the vandals
Behind the mask they drill and drill
He's got legions big as dollar bills
Complacency, they count on it, say you don't have time
Have you had enough?
Are you finally pissed off?
It's all pretty rough
And is it finally too much?
Are you sick and tired, sick and tired, seein' red?
Shouldn't have believed what they said
Marty got 'em hooked for cheap
Then jacked the price for the clean sweep
Said, "Now's the time to do the fleece
And do it for all to see"
And we all roll merrily, merry-merrily along, along
Army man leachin' foam
Into the water never told a soul
Preachin' do the right thing, that's our way
But it'll never, never fade away
Why is your friend sick? Such a mystery
And it just won't stop, the new clandestine ops
And we roll merrily along
Have you had enough?
Are you finally pissed off?
Finally sick and tired
Is it finally too much?
Are you sick and tired, sick and tired, maybe not?
Reminds me of me a lot
Life is but a dream
Says deny and we just let 'em
Tells her big friends, let's go get 'em
While the air is hotter and wetter
And we all roll merrily, merry-merrily along, along, along
Baby Quinn lights a candle
Says a prayer for all the vandals
Behind the mask they drill and drill
He's got legions big as dollar bills
Complacency, they count on it, say you don't have time
Have you had enough?
Are you finally pissed off?
It's all pretty rough
And is it finally too much?
Are you sick and tired, sick and tired, seein' red?
Shouldn't have believed what they said
Marty got 'em hooked for cheap
Then jacked the price for the clean sweep
Said, "Now's the time to do the fleece
And do it for all to see"
And we all roll merrily, merry-merrily along, along
Army man leachin' foam
Into the water never told a soul
Preachin' do the right thing, that's our way
But it'll never, never fade away
Why is your friend sick? Such a mystery
And it just won't stop, the new clandestine ops
And we roll merrily along
Have you had enough?
Are you finally pissed off?
Finally sick and tired
Is it finally too much?
Are you sick and tired, sick and tired, maybe not?
Reminds me of me a lot
Life is but a dream
Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Randall Hornsby
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