Sweet Leaf Funk Fresh Country Club Lyrics by Ugly Kid Joe

Sweet Leaf Funk Fresh Country Club Lyrics

    Written by tony iommi, bill ward, geezer butler, ozzy osbourne (sweet leaf), whitfield crane and eric philips (funky fresh country club)

    When i first met you, didn't realize
    I can't forget you, for your suprize
    You introduced me, to my mind
    And left me wanting, you and your kind
    Oh yeah!
    Straight people don't know, what your about
    They put you down and shut you out
    You gave to me a new belief
    And soon the world will love you sweet leaf
    Oh yeah!
    Funky fresh tunes
    And you're walking down the street
    And you're trying to find the girl
    That you really want to meet
    You're flying past the reef
    And you're drinking shrunking heads
    You wake up in the morning
    And you wish that you were dead
    As you stagger home
    In the blackest form of night
    The rollers out in force baby
    They're looking for a fight
    You try to play the game
    You try to pass the test
    But the only thing in sight baby
    Is the sight of your arrest
    Jail cell - living hell
    Cains off me i'm free
    Doing time - one more time
    Mine, all mine, all mine
    Now the country club is cold
    And the country club is mean
    The attendants at the country club
    Ain't something to be seen
    If you're messing with my girl
    You're messing with your life
    Cause i'm gonna cut you
    With a big, big knife
    You bet your fuckin' life
    Now as you stagger home
    In the blackest form of night
    The rollers out in force baby
    They're looking for a fight
    You try to play the game
    You try to pass the test
    But the only thing in sight baby
    Is the sight of your arrest
    Jail cell - living hell
    Cains off me i'm free
    Doing time - one more time
    Mine, all mine, all mine
    I wanna tell you a story baby
    I hope you wanna hear
    I wanna tell you a story baby
    I hope you wanna hear
    Going downtown in the back of a car
    Some motha'fucka' left the door ajar
    Remember what your parents said
    Be home by eight and in your bed
    Now as you stagger home
    In the blackest form of night
    The rollers out in force baby
    They're looking for a fight
    You try to play the game
    You try to pass the test
    But the only thing in sight baby
    Is the sight of your arrest
    Jail cell - living hell
    Cains off me i'm free
    Doing time - one more time
    Mine, all mine, all mine

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