Crooked Mile Lyrics

Crooked Mile lyrics

Eede/MacMichael



Anyone can see what a long way home it's been

Nothing comes for free

Money talks and buys your dreams



It's a merry go

You gotta go around until you make your name

Do you wanna go

Have another go and do it all again?



Just pick your feet up

(You got to walk that crooked mile)

Don't mess your beat up

(When you talk that crooked style)

Just pick your feet up

(Got to walk that crooked mile)

It's all talk, it's all talk

So just walk



Find a silver coin

Save it for your rainy day

But when it comes to spend

It's pissing down on your parade



Need a job

Gotta find a job but you might as well go

Sell a fridge

Try to sell a fridge to an Eskimo



Well just pick your feet up

(You got to walk that crooked mile)

Don't mess your beat up

(When you talk that crooked style)

Just pick your feet up

(Got to walk that crooked mile)

It's all talk, it's all talk

So just walk...

Mary Mary quite contraire

Silver bells and golden hair

What would make your garden grow?

Cash bags in a row!!!