You put your van in the back of the truck And I hope that one they dont If we continue with this loco look Well get just where we wanna go Aint got no goddamn flesh on the top And amounts of no cash crop I just look at you cuz I wait up For the drums to stop I got a hat and I can wear it big No matter what the colours are I got a hat and I can wear it big No matter what the colours are And Ill shoot you off the range Sell your daddys grange What colour hat, what colour hat you wear What colour hat, what colour hat you wear Ill be dragging you off the line Pinned you down as mine Youve got a black hat Youve got a white hat What colours that? Dont know, just show your papers please Show your papers please Sitting down in this electric seat My sexyass chaise lounge This fight just like a vegetable knife Growing up to the bloody sun And all the crooks are pulling on your tie No matter what the colours are And Ill shoot you off the range Sell your daddys grange What colour hat, what colour hat you wear What colour hat, what colour hat you wear Coming down, the nick of time Might fit the limes What colour hat What colour hat you wear Say what colour hat you wear And roast you on the vine Like some baby whined Youve got a white brim Well, take a look at him Turn around man And just fucking show your papers please Show your papers please Show your papers please Show your papers please
hat, colour, wear, paper, please