歌词：
The Ones They Blame

back Who could possibly save Save them from madness? Love is the common name Again they depend on the one to blame What can he say? He's got that creepy feeling Everyone they

come back Who could possibly save Save them from madness? Love is the common name Again they depend on the one to blame What can he say? He's got that creepy feeling Everyone they

and rave and rant While drinking whiskey although risky 'Cause he'd spill it on his pants It's eighteen seventy-seven And the Democrats would gloat But they

you ever lost a light before, this ones for you and you, the dreams are for you I hear "The Tears of a Clown" I hate that song I always feel like they

way So they say, yeah, you're lying in the rain Letting it fall across your face just to feel alive So let's hear it for the ones Who know what it feels

burgalarization Is on the rise all across the nation The safety's off and the pistol's aimed The yardies and the Mafia always get blamed Politician's ashamed, and they

with hoes And no bustas, hatas, or hoes when They poppin' up at my door I get excited, all uptight, and violent Bitches was not invited Put ?em in a coffin before they

all been involved in the calling of a loved one Oldest ones the young ones the smartest one the dum-dums And not begun with some And they all probably

aint no choppers in New Orleans My rims so clean they spinnin like a world-wind Pull up at the club bitches textin they girlfriends They know who i is they