"Raw Hide" as written by and Jamie Alexander Treays....
Rawhide
Singing on the motorway

Gonna get to the post office
Walk in the door look at the shopkeeper
Say "hello sonny, where's your poppy?
And how much money does he keep in his locky?"
Well we heard him say and I walk away
Has he got the time to go
He screams to silence "dad's got no money
And I don't like violence
Take what you want though"

That's enough of that

Well they laid their plans of the mice and men
Out on the kitchen floor
Said rookie if you don't want to take the heat
You better roll out that door
Cause they're leaving five bout minutes in the car
They're gonna go driving far
And oh my god venomous hide
We'll have hides of gold
And they moved it out to move it in
And I know what to do
Said the young man who stood next to them
No longer first of all not part of the crew
Well oh I say same time, time is moving fast
And motorways they fly by satellite towns of the M25

Come see all your slave
You give all you gave
I'm the one who tried to save the man I love
Is it all talking true
All the lies of me and you
Is it all to with pride

Young rawhide
Young rawhide
Young rawhide

You lied tonight to me

Well you drive away on the corner
Waiting on the motorway (on the motorway)
Then I slide down town to the bored satellite and the fight
Walked in the door said sonny ain't funny funny ain't sonny hate me
I'm fine and dandy got to hand me
No-one makes no money for free

Money money money

Gonna get to the post office
Walk in the door look at the shopkeeper
Say "hello sonny, where's your poppy?
And how much money does he keep in his lucky?"
Well we heard him say as I walk away
Has he got the time to go
He screams to silence "dad's got no money
And I don't like violence
Take what you want though"

Run run run your hideaway
Run run run your hideaway
Run run run your hideaway
Run run run your hideaway
Run run run your hideaway
Run run run your hideaway
Run run run your hideaway

Lied
Lied
Lied
Lied
Lied
Lied
Lied
Lied

Lied to me

Come see all your slave
You give all you gave
I'm the one who tried to save the man I love
Is it all talking true
All the lies of me and you
Is it all to with pride

Young rawhide
Young rawhide
Young rawhide

You lied to me

Gonna get to the post office
Walk in the door look at the shopkeeper
Say "hello sonny, where's your poppy?
And how much money does he keep in his lucky?"

Gonna get to the post office
Walk in the door look at the shopkeeper
Say "hello sonny, where's your poppy?
And how much money does he keep in his lucky?"

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"Raw Hide [*]" as written by Jamie Alexander Treays

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