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I'm your waiter, my rule of thumb
Appetizers, are two for one
And I'm so sorry, what I have done
I have made heroes, of everyone
I'd wash my hands, if America was blind
They'd understand
The water turned salty, from songs we sung
Beeswax beauty, on everyone
Beeswax beauty, my God above
My eyes were burning, I looked inside
Count out David, what did you find?
I'd wash my hands, if America was blind
They'd understand
There there, the baby arrows
There's a warrior coming, on your front
There there, the baby arrows
But they can't hurt you even if they try
There there, they're like baby arrows
The more I give them, the more you sigh
They're aren't feeling lucky tonight
They're a heartbeat that just twists in your eye
Eye
I'd wash my hands, if America was blind
They'd understand
Appetizers, are two for one
And I'm so sorry, what I have done
I have made heroes, of everyone
I'd wash my hands, if America was blind
They'd understand
The water turned salty, from songs we sung
Beeswax beauty, on everyone
Beeswax beauty, my God above
My eyes were burning, I looked inside
Count out David, what did you find?
I'd wash my hands, if America was blind
They'd understand
There there, the baby arrows
There's a warrior coming, on your front
There there, the baby arrows
But they can't hurt you even if they try
There there, they're like baby arrows
The more I give them, the more you sigh
They're aren't feeling lucky tonight
They're a heartbeat that just twists in your eye
Eye
I'd wash my hands, if America was blind
They'd understand
Lyrics submitted by JordyWordy
Track duration: 04:29
"America" as written by Torstein Flakne
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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