"Get Off My Reservations" lyrics

Pour junk on my bride
Come at ye at night
Future, all I own, serve you right

Big brother will plan
Go home with a backhand
Torture, fall to your ass, one more man

Oh my God, oh my life
I can't tell if he looks so right
Gotta good job, gotta grab a knife
Gotta get you off of my reservations

That man's got your ring
That man's got your brain
One man, all the cave, take your place

Oh my God, oh my life
I can't tell if he look way too white
Gotta good job, gotta grab a knife
Gotta get you off of my reservations

Oh my God, oh my life
I can't tell if he put up the fight
Gotta good job, gotta grab a knife
Gotta get you off of my reservations
Woah, woah-oh, woah-oh