
Cody The Killers
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[Intro]
So higher powers, higher powers, higher powers
Higher powers than me, higher powers than me
I've seen 'em in the hill, you know? I've seen the spirits, you know?
So, definitely believe in the higher powers, 'cause I'm just a little old human, you know?
[Verse 1]
Cody says he didn't start the fire
His parents know he probably did
He's always playing with a light
He's just a different kind of kid
And Cody says He didn't raise the dead
Says religion's just a trick
To keep hard-working folks in line
He says it makes his stomach sick
[Chorus]
So who's gonna carry us away?
Eagles with glory-painted wings?
We keep on waiting for the miracle to come
Pour down the mountain like a heaven-fed stream
[Verse 2]
Cody's always got one on the line
He likes to walk 'em by the wrist
He does his pulling with his eyes
He does his talking with his fists
Bottle rockets on an August night
Raid the coolers in the trucks
If we're lucky, we'll get loud and we'll drink
Whiskey from a plastic jug
So higher powers, higher powers, higher powers
Higher powers than me, higher powers than me
I've seen 'em in the hill, you know? I've seen the spirits, you know?
So, definitely believe in the higher powers, 'cause I'm just a little old human, you know?
[Verse 1]
Cody says he didn't start the fire
His parents know he probably did
He's always playing with a light
He's just a different kind of kid
And Cody says He didn't raise the dead
Says religion's just a trick
To keep hard-working folks in line
He says it makes his stomach sick
[Chorus]
So who's gonna carry us away?
Eagles with glory-painted wings?
We keep on waiting for the miracle to come
Pour down the mountain like a heaven-fed stream
[Verse 2]
Cody's always got one on the line
He likes to walk 'em by the wrist
He does his pulling with his eyes
He does his talking with his fists
Bottle rockets on an August night
Raid the coolers in the trucks
If we're lucky, we'll get loud and we'll drink
Whiskey from a plastic jug
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