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Colony House
GENRE
O Ya
O Ya
You're telling me tall tales, huh?
O Ya
Using counterfeit dollar bills, huh?
O Ya
Dead land is no land to die for
Na na na-na na na na na
O Ya
O Ya
They poison and plunder, but
Plot twist
Danny, wake up from your slumber
Pecos Bill rode off on his tornado
While the media rewrites and reviews
Rotten Tomatoes
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
Take matter into your own hands
O Ya
O Ya
The bite is the blunder
Couldn't kick it, and the habit took you under
Fools gold fools the innocent and the blind
Ya, it's harder to be heard if you've already made your mind up
Listen closely, wе're not even mostly thеre
If Humpty Dumpty had a chair
Then we wouldn't have ended up in need
Of all the kings horses and all the kings men
Cleaning up the whole heap ‘cause of what the king said
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
Take matter into your own hands
Take matter into your own hands
Break pattern, put it in motion
Take matter into your own hands
Break pattern
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
Take matter into your own hands
You think we’re there yet?
You tell me, boss
O Ya
Can somebody turn this song down?
It's too loud, and it doesn't feel like the boys now
Oh Lord, have they finally lost their heads?
Is it clever? Is it corny? Are they daft?
Oh, they're dead to me
O Ya
I'm feeling a little Monte Cristo
Cooped up for too long in this global lazaretto
Everybody feels this way
Everybody feels the pain
And the rules have changed
Never gonna be the same in a good way
It could change in a good way
Na na na-na na na
Na na na-na na na
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
O Ya
You're telling me tall tales, huh?
O Ya
Using counterfeit dollar bills, huh?
O Ya
Dead land is no land to die for
Na na na-na na na na na
O Ya
O Ya
They poison and plunder, but
Plot twist
Danny, wake up from your slumber
Pecos Bill rode off on his tornado
While the media rewrites and reviews
Rotten Tomatoes
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
Take matter into your own hands
O Ya
O Ya
The bite is the blunder
Couldn't kick it, and the habit took you under
Fools gold fools the innocent and the blind
Ya, it's harder to be heard if you've already made your mind up
Listen closely, wе're not even mostly thеre
If Humpty Dumpty had a chair
Then we wouldn't have ended up in need
Of all the kings horses and all the kings men
Cleaning up the whole heap ‘cause of what the king said
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
Take matter into your own hands
Take matter into your own hands
Break pattern, put it in motion
Take matter into your own hands
Break pattern
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
O, O, O Ya
Take matter into your own hands
You think we’re there yet?
You tell me, boss
O Ya
Can somebody turn this song down?
It's too loud, and it doesn't feel like the boys now
Oh Lord, have they finally lost their heads?
Is it clever? Is it corny? Are they daft?
Oh, they're dead to me
O Ya
I'm feeling a little Monte Cristo
Cooped up for too long in this global lazaretto
Everybody feels this way
Everybody feels the pain
And the rules have changed
Never gonna be the same in a good way
It could change in a good way
Na na na-na na na
Na na na-na na na
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
Na na na-na na na
O Ya
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