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Lyrics
Too early to go to bed
But it's too late to be in the streets tonight.
I ain't broke, can but I ain't got no no money to spend
Its so damn inconvenient being poor
Thank God it ain't no sin.
I saw the preacher get out of his brand new Jag
We piled into our Accord and came to church
When the Preacher asked for a third love offering
My mind and my soul began to hurt
Cause I could use that tithe for a Malibu
And my house is could look good under a new roof
The Cosmic Easter Egg, And that Tragic Magic
Are the shiny things that keep us distracted
We get lectured every week on our habits
And from the bank account and my wallet
Money is steadily being subtracted
Details
GeneratedJun 13, 2025
Duration3:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, acoustic guitar, blues, delta blues, gritty, chicago blues, motown
Credits
Prompt by
SKOOL54
SKOOL54ModelAria v4
