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fashion week - jacksons everywhere lyrics

we take the money and we count the bills a thousand to a stack
and when the coast is clear we take it through the alley in the back
carpool to the cooler [?] to have a drink and catch the evening [?]
it turns my stomach but it’s nice to know you’re good at what you do
and on the way home i think of all the awkward things i’ve done
i hear them screaming as i reach inside my jacket for my gun
i see their faces imagining the darker things to come
rubber mats, burlap sacks, run outside the bus is waiting

[?] in mexico, shades are on, the waiter brings my drink
you can’t buy happiness but you get a lot closer than you think
call down to the concierge, bring my suit for an evening on the town
and dance the night away [?]
and at the disco i think of all the awkward things i’ve done
i hear them screaming as i reach inside my jacket for my gun
i see their faces imagining the darker things to come
rubber mats, burlap sacks, run outside the bus is waiting

everybody, everybody on the ground and n0body gets hurt
(put your hands up)
everybody, everybody on the ground and n0body gets hurt
(put your hands up)
everybody, everybody on the ground and n0body gets hurt
(put your hands up)
everybody, everybody on the ground and no one here gets hurt

[?]
i don’t wanna make an orphan of your son
i hear them screaming as i reach inside my jacket for my gun
i see their faces imagining the darker things to come
rubber mats, burlap sacks, and jacksons everywhere
and jacksons everywhere
and jacksons everywhere

- fashion week lyrics

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