Tell Me-White Reaper

Tell Me - White Reaper He likes to roll In a brand new stretch type limo And soak up the gold oh From all the tickets and the tees that he's sold Oh and we like to watch Fight over everything that he drops The lines they stay chopped Oh yeah 'cause the show can never stop Ay he's gonna tell me Ay he's gonna tell me Ay he's gonna tell me About the mean kids crashing the bar And the good kids torching their cars Ay he loves control Of all the little hearts and the little souls Blood lovers on patrol Down all the hills and the streets and the parks And the peaks and the rows oh Who knocked this angel on his *ss He can't swim but he washes up in his cash Some bills to rinse some bills to dry Still he's gonna try Ay he's gonna tell me Ay he's gonna tell me Ay he's gonna tell me About the mean kids crashing the bar And the good kids torching their cars And the mean kids crashing the bar And the good kids torching their cars