The Underground Railroad to Candyland
Bitter
(It hurts!)

And now I can't complain anymore
About backstabs, or the righteous
And I can't stay life is a bore
But being around here, I feel lifeless
Lifeless

I say
The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
But I don't wanna give it a chance
The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
But I don't wanna give it a chance

And when I'm down, down, down on the floor
I won't take nobody with me, no
Yeah, I'll dig, dig, dig me some more
And everybody wants it, and everybody sees
But nobody's down except for me

The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
But I don't wanna give it a chance
The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
But I don't wanna give it a chance
The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
But I don't wanna give it a chance
The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
But I don't wanna give it a chance

(It hurts!)
(It hurts!)
(It hurts!)
(It hurts!)

The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
Uh-oh

The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
Uh-oh

The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
Uh-oh

The rights, I'd look at
The lefts, I'd look at
Uh-oh

[Here's an interesting drill that I got from watching a- a cockfight years and years ago. Two roosters, in a ring, probably illegal, I was just watching it, but it led to this drill...]