To China With Love

Get on the train cause I'm tired of you, boy
You can come back when you're dressed in blue
You won't get a penny of using me
I'm gonna send you home and hit you on Sunday

Don't look so small, I'm not bigger than you
but I've got blues enough to smash your bones
I've lit up my life with those matches I've got
from those who stood by me when I was in pain, boy

You're too near me nasty boy-girl
It's pretty bad that you're still around
I'm gonna laugh when you're down and out, boy
I'm gonna laugh when you're on that lonesome ride

Back all the way to China in a police car from Japan, oh yeah
Sitting in the backseat crying
Where?s your pride?

Getting my feet all drained in mud,
I'm gonna clean them when I'm done with you
I don't give a damn if your filthy too
I've got enough soup for my whole generation

Your too near me nasty boy-girl.
It's pretty bad that you're round my hood
I'm gonna laugh when you're down and out boy
I'm gonna laugh when you're on that lonesome ride

But all the way to China?

Drop your blood in China,
You will get rid of that mighty stone, oh yeah
People told me you were a rich man now
Where?s your pride?

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