Texty:
Lazarus Gustav

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad Buy all of the things I never had I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ah, ooh, ooh Ooh Drive slow, drive fast Whatever the destination is I'mma leave all the numbers on the dash The Sheriff's tryin' to

They say anything is possible And life's just another obstacle Well, show me the manual And the man responsible Yeah, I went lookin' for answers in the

hear him calling me now Lazarus Jesus Lazarus, Jesus Lazarus, Jesus Lazarus, Jesus Lazarus, hey Jesus Lazarus, come forth Come forth, I command you, come forth Jesus said, "Lazarus, Lazarus, Lazarus

I?m so far away from you Pacing up and down my room Does Jesus only love a man who loses? Turn on my radio There's some cat on the saxophone Laying down

Well, you lost a foe and you found a friend (Lie down here and be my girl) I'm back now baby, that man He won't be coming 'round here again (Lie down

When I came up from out of the meat locker The city was gone The sky's full of lights The snow provides a silent cover In Moonland Under the stars Under

I walk into the corner of my room See my friends in high places I don't know which is which or who is whom They've stolen each other's faces Janet is

Oh, what we once thought we had, we didn't And what we have now will, will never be that way again So we call upon the author to explain Our myxomatoid