That's the Way It's Gotta Be

No law's gonna keep me in order
Fuck shit up and cause disorder
That's the way it's gotta be

Rob, steal, and cheat to win
Cloth patches and safety pins
That's the way it's gotta be

That's the way it's gotta be
Dry your tears of sympathy
That's the way it's gotta be

That's the way it's gotta be
Dry your tears of sympathy
That's the way it's gotta be

Fake phoney to your face
Leaving town without a trace
That's the way it's gotta be

Hit and run a rich prick
Beat him down now with a stick
That's the way it's gotta be

That's the way it's gotta be
Dry your tears of sympathy
That's the way it's gotta be

That's the way it's gotta be
Dry your tears of sympathy
That's the way it's gotta be

It's gotta be (it's gotta be)
It's gotta be (it's gotta be)
It's gotta be
It's gotta be (two, three, four)

That's the way it's gotta be
Dry your tears of sympathy
That's the way it's gotta be

That's the way it's gotta be
Dry your tears of sympathy
That's the way it's gotta be



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Thomas O'day
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