Country Song - Happy Mondays

Well I’m a simply city boy

With simple country tastes

Smoking wild-grown marijuana

Keeps that smile on your face

But it says so, so, so, so longer to you

But it says so, so, so, so longer

Listening to my system, just the other night

Watching my TV with the sound turned down

Checking out the late, late, late, night fight night

Checking out the late, late, late, night fight night

Biting off your hands

Throwing your peas and pans

Knocking you to the floor

Accusing you, you filthy whore

And more, more, more, more, more now

More, more, more, too much more now

Well I’m a simply city boy

With stupid country tastes

Smoking wild-grown marijuana

Keeps that smile on my face

Depending on the mood, mood, mood, mood, mood, mood

Depending on the mood, mood, mood, mood, mood, mood

Better get your house for sale, the Indians are coming

Better get your house for sale, the Indians are coming

Redneck, gotta lot of redneck in ya

Redneck, gotta lot of redneck in ya

Better get your house for sale, the Indians are coming

Better get your house for sale, the Indians are coming

Redneck, gotta lot of redneck in ya