"Good Jeans" lyrics

"Good Jeans"

Oh, virtue, grace and glory
Oh, will you break my fall?
Will the moon rise in the morning
And the sun set at the dawn
Bring valour to my heroes
Put a plague upon my foes
My kingdom for a little more time
And a place for us to go

I got good jeans on, all right
I got good jeans on, I'm going out tonight
By the grace of God, I feel fine
By the grace of God, I'm going out tonight

You can squander all my riches
I don't care about nothing
Let Neptune be my witness
I would rather sink than swim
So, virtue, grace and glory
Oh, will you break my fall?
Like a sermon or a story
From a time before we're born

I got good jeans on, all right
I got good jeans on, I'm going out tonight
By the grace of God, I feel fine
By the grace of God, I'm going out tonight

I got good jeans on, all right
I got good jeans on, I'm going out tonight
By the grace of God, I feel fine
By the grace of God, I'm going out tonight


album: "Utopia" (2025)
Peace - Utopia album cover
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