笨小笨You Gotta Move (Explicit)歌词由Dust Raps the Blues演唱，出自专辑《Problems (Explicit)》，下面是《You Gotta Move (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
You Gotta Move (Explicit)歌词完整版
You Gotta Move (Explicit) - Dust Raps the Blues
Lyrics by：Daniel Rosenberg
Composed by：Daniel Rosenberg
I left my girl because she treat me so bad
Now I wish I liked someone enough
To let them make me sad
Failure follow everywhere my shadow goes
Left a couple happy lives hanging
From the Gallow posts
Gave her the blackest rose I guess
That's how it goes
I could love or hate her every day
But I'm bad at both
From the catacombs to the cemetery
No problem follow where you dead and buried
I've been aging my regrets like bourbon in the keg
Somehow my eulogy is getting shorter every day
Learning nothing changes when nothing ever change
That's truth pack the truck up I'm leaving you
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
Yo listen
I've been hanging on the clothes line drying out whiskey
One thing I'll say is that I'm doing things different
Listen
Got women in my phone book never did me no good
Or ever seemed to feel like a home should
So grab a pick and shovel dirt on my grave
I'm learning leaving or staying
With you the hurt is the same
I'm too cozy at the bottom of the sea
Stop in my hand pouring out possibilities
Lord
Here's the message that I left for Emily
Baby I ain't afraid of anything unless it maybe could succeed
Because if it fails then it's only on me
That's truth writing vows to girls worse than you
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
One more
On my death bed they'll be praying reject satan please
Told them now ain't the time to make enemies
My mamma miserable my father getting frailer
My lover's name is leaving and my friend's
Are all named failure
Me I'm drinking bottles on the porch to kill a Summer day
And forget I'm only terrified of standing in one place
We get married and our kids bury us in ties
So I reason if I never fall in love I'll never die
Killing time driving dusty roads alone
Overdosed on ugliness I tried to polish to a golden throne
Chain smoking mansions in my mobile home
That's truth when I get the text from God
It's time to move
You got to move
You got to move
You got to move child
You got to move
You got to move
Ah listen
Ah tell me
Ah tell me something
You got to move
Say what
Tell me
Got to move
Tell me what
Oh no no no
Tell me saying
