Alabama

Alabama

Music: Graham Guest & Moses Guest
Words: Graham Guest

They say shit about you in Alabama
Someone like to get crushed by stones
Have mercy, momma
I’m just here for burnin’ out in the night
To celebrate my Saturday on Sunday
For the rest of my life

How radical
I’m going to die
You got your money
And you stick your hands in the only child

Rose Alabama – she’s water-tight
To New York City
For burnin’ out in the night
To celebrate her Saturday on Sunday
For the rest of her life

How radical
She’s going to die
She got that money
And she sticks her hands in the only child who…

Who’s ever getting up again…