Songtext von Mr. Eastman

Don't discuss yourself too much It's not polite, it's not what good boys do But you could be something different You could be something great You could be something different You could be something great You've got an army Laid out on both knees You've got what I need (I need) Looks like they chose me Boy, that's a tough one Don't know what to say Another man I've never heard of Has passed away You've got an army (you've got) Laid out on both knees (both knees) You've got what I need (I need) Looks like they chose me I can feel the shackles falling to the ground And I will miss my family every then and now 'Cause I am not my own, I've finally figured out That I can take my nine-tenths, but they'd still have it all You've got an army (you've got) Laid out on both knees (both knees) You've got what I need (I need) Looks like they chose me (you've got) You've got an army (I can feel the shackles falling to the ground) Laid out on both knees (And I will miss my family every then and now) You've got what I need (I need) ('Cause I am not my own, I've finally figured out) Looks like they chose me (That I can take my nine-tenths, but they'd still have it all)