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Uh Oh

from Half Breeds by Los Moruchos

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Uh-Oh
(M. Hawbaker)

How low, how low.
How low, how low.
The mighty have fallen

Oh how they've fallen.
Oh how they fall.

With fists of rage, and desperation for survival.
There's no survival of the great downfall.

And what it seems to be. It seems to me, uh-oh
And what it seems to be. It seems to me, uh-oh.
Uh-oh. I exclaim uh-oh.

When nothing really matters, baby.
Baby, uh-oh.
Nothing's that important.
When you've got nothing left but your soul

God made the rain,
and he made them clouds of wind to great me.
And they do greet me, greet me so sweetly.

With hands of fists, and eyes of cringe to brave the weather.
That cold, cold weather chills me completely.

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from Half Breeds, released October 22, 2016
Music and lyrics written by Michael Hawbaker.

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Half-Bred to Lose. R'n'F'n'R. Est 2012.

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