Edith

I found my Religion
In a pound of grass
My life ain’t that bitchin'
It’s Anesthetized
Oh it don’t look good
And you don’t know me
While we ride together now
Here to make a scene we don’t wanna turn the music down
I headed into the kitchen
What a surprise
Overcooked the chicken
And now its burned
Oh it don’t look good
I’m going hungry
While we ride together now
Here to make a scene
We don’t wanna turn the music down
Edith, your lips sweet
While we ride together now
Here to make a scene
We don’t wanna turn the music down