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Swing Lyrics by Rob Thomas Music by Jay Stanley, John Goff, Brian Yale & Rob Thomas
Still don't mean nothin' Was written on the concrete The words weren't on my tongue Cause we don't talk about it Day or no evenin', fashion or superman Just little warped people With little black minds
Well I wasn't sure just what to think Say the lights went out Somebody, somebody swing
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore Somebody swing Don't wanna talk no… no
What if we're tainted Who can we lie to What if we're dying Would you just walk around it
Well I wasn't sure just what to think Say the lights went out Somebody, somebody swing
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore Bring boy, can you bring me down Can you swing Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Shut your violence, keep your head down, Watch your anger boy, realize you could lose This is violence, look for reason This don't have to make sense to anybody at all Then everybody, won't you swing
No still don't mean nothin' Words written all over the concrete All over the concrete Rage gets you out, so you swing
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore Bring boy, can you bring me down Can you swing Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore Bring boy, can you bring me down Can you swing Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
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