Glassjaw - Golgotha

I'm not a betting man
If I was I'd have my money on the mule
I'm not a betting man
If I was I'd have my money on, money on the mule

From my lips to your ringing ears
Cut the screen and open wide
As you bask in the sun
No, no
You never complain
No
You just pass the plate around

I'm not a betting man
If I was I'd have my money on the mule
I'm not a betting man
If I was I'd have my money on, money on the mule

Bad taste
Panting like a dog
Fucked before the gettin's real good
From my lips
To your ringing ears
Better buy it a drink
And pass the plate around

I'm not a betting man
If I was I'd have my money on the mule
I'm not a betting man
If I was I'd have my money on, money on the mule

Written by:
Daryl Palumbo, Justin Beck

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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