"Supernatural" lyrics
"Supernatural"
Life is loud in The Big Apple
So many fishes in the tank
Somebody had to build a miniature rainbow
And shoot it out of full body blanks, babe
Supernatural fake
Secret history in an underwater lake
Supernatural fake
You don't like it, hit me with a rake
A Russian girl walks up to me
Asks for directions to the burger store
While she was talking on her cell phone
Two or Double H or 0074
Supernatural fake
A secret history in an underground lake
Supernatural fake
You don't like it, you can hit me with a rake
A supernatural fake
A supernatural fake
A supernatural fake
A secret history in an underground lake
Oh
Oh yeah
Play the guitar
Motherfucker
Play the guitar
Life is loud in The Big Apple
So many fishes in the tank
Somebody had to build a miniature rainbow
Shoot it out of the body call blank space
Supernatural fake
A secret history in an underground lake
A supernatural fake
If you don't like it, you can hit me with a rake
Supernatural fake
A supernatural fake
A supernatural fake
If you don't like it, hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a rake
Hit me with a motherfucking rake
Hit me whenever
Hit me with a rake
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- Ryan Adams Lyrics
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