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Mother Mother - Burning Pile Live Sessions Lyrics

All my style, all my grace
All I try to save my face
All my guts try to spill
All my holes try to fill
All my money been a long time spent
On my drugs, on my rent
On my saving philosophy, it goes
One in the bank and the rest for me
It goes
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
Live up
Catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates?
My momma, lonely maid
Got her buns in the oven, and she never got laid
My papa, renaissance man
Sailed away and he never came back again
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
Live up
Catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates?
Oh all your woe begones be gone
I said all your troubles
You don't need a thing
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
Live up
Catch fire then I change my aim
Throw my troubles at the world again!
It goes
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
Live up
Catch fire then I take my turn
To burn and burn, and burn and burn