Lyrics

Kitz Willman - Whatever You Won't

They said, "it's pianos or tigers but it can't be both"
Laying tracks in the old growth
Stompin' in the pack
"Maybe we should turn back"
Workers needed!
Workers needed!
They said "the bosses 〈were〉 already defeated and beated back in the day
Each cent we've conceded has been pleaded at the table
I'm so lucky to be able to work prescribed hours for prescribed pay."
A couple bribes along the way...
"What'd you say?
Is it our lucky day?"
Border crossing in the six seater
Summer heater
Studebaker blew a breaker about a mile back
And now the horn don't work
Some might say "that's a perk!"
Passing papers, staying silent in the Thousand Islands
Eye drops under eyelids
Smilin'
And the Studebaker's idlin', ready for a sprint
Rear windows got the dark tint
Sandbag drag on the exhaust tips
Startix
President
Studebaker
Money maker
Undertaker
Yeah, you know i do both
Ridin' in this boat
Hard on the choke
With a foot on the throat
Chaps slammin' a Colt
We do whatever you won't

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