You Gotta Move
この曲の歌詞
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
Whoah when my God
gets ready
You gotta move
You gotta move
You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich
You may be poor
Brother when the Lord
gets ready
You gotta move
You gotta move
You may be old
You may be young
You may be weak
You may be high strung
Brother when
the good Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You gotta move
You see that woman
Who walks the street
You see that cop, man
Who walks his beat
But when the Lord
get ready
You gotta move
You gotta move
I was hanging
with the devil
when we made a pact
Drinking welfare whiskey,
smokin food stamp crack
It was one part sour,
2 parts sweet,
3 part strong,
4 parts weak
I would rather
sit on a pumpkin
And have it all
to myself
Than to be crowded
on a velvet cushion
You may be blind
You cannot see
You may be deaf
It's all meant to be
When the Lord get ready
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
When God get ready
You gotta move
You gotta...
You gotta move...
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta... You gotta...
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