Ruby's got a government that inside her head A third eye, a crystal ball, her mama said It would her If she kept it her
The freak across the street to contaminate her skin She was thinking, 'Who would miss him?', the about to end And fit perfectly her catastrophe
She's a at heart and a man on a mission A saint to purify the condition She's a fortune teller, but she's never tell There's a in the bottom of a dead wishing well
A work is never done A woman's work is never Never she's a loaded gun, loaded gun Never done, never she's a loaded gun, loaded gun
She found it funny that nine and ten were to do After meticulously filtered out a few Still the shout the garbage out
She was to believe that you get what you pray for If God was really good then she have to wait for Him to the gravel, so she'll do it all herself There's a worm in the of a dead wishing well
A woman's work is done A woman's work is never Never when a loaded gun, loaded gun Never done, when she's a loaded gun, loaded gun
When the flashing lights cut through the dust Her voices cried, "Looks like it's not just us, us"
Guess she got a little careless cadaver eleven Before she'll go to ya she'd rather go to Heaven And the final leap of of a zealot Jezebel Led 'em diggin' in the bottom of a dead well
A woman's work is done A woman's work is done Never when she's a gun, loaded gun Never done, never she's a loaded gun, loaded gun
A woman's is never done A work is never done Never when a loaded gun, loaded gun done, never when she's a loaded gun, loaded gun
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