Philadelphia Grand Jury

Lyrics

There ain't no more favors to ask
 There ain't no petitions to pass
 It's all in the hands, it's all in the hands
 Of the Philadelphia Grand Jury now
 More crooked sons of bitches
 You can't ever have come across
 Make sure that they notarized my will
 Make sure Mom don't look at the noose
 We already know there ain't no suspense
 That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up
 More crooked sons of bitches
 You can't ever have come across
 More crooked sons of bitches
 You can't ever have come across
 Make sure that they notarized my will
 Make sure Mom don't look at the noose
 We already know there ain't no suspense
 That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up
 More crooked sons of bitches
 You can't ever have come across
 More crooked sons of bitches
 You can't ever have come across

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
01:12
Key
5
Tempo
85 BPM

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