Stacy Harden - Not Those Kind of People lyrics

We're not those kind of people The ones that speak no evil Loose cannon, righteous- weasel I'm never wrong And if you looked in our basket We got hay that's just fantastic Funny how well we've mastered Living so long And even if we were eer eer Bred for jubilation like a peaco*king bird I believe, we've been led to temptation Washed down the river and hooked on the hill We're not those kind of people The ones that speak no evil Dark magic, voodoo needle All just for fun And if you looked right past me I've got thoughts that make you walk past me Trip and fall and draw and leave until I'm done And even if we were eer eer Bred for jubilation like a peaco*king bird I believe, we've been led to temptation Washed down the river and hooked on the hill Lately, I've, let you down Lately, I've, done worst We're hot black cars burning diesel Run on fumes that churn the seat for smoke And like a foot smashed beetle dried by the sun If I'm hungry to the kind and grateful Honestly I'll end up faithful First the soup and break the ladle Starve out the young And even if we were eer eer Bred for jubilation like a peaco*king bird I believe, we've been led to temptation Washed down the river and hooked on the hill