Bandits

She Comes down from yellow mountain On a dark, flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire When the world went by her side On a cold Nebraska night Oh they say she died one winter When there came a killing frost And the pony she named Wildfire B

huuuuaaagh!!!!!! get em buck get out yo ass where yall at yeah some bandits some bandits i dont play shawty muthafuckaz swang my way everythang i say be real dats treal i feel thats these bitch niggaz sometimes twist nigga no rhymin rich niggaz dont

Well I'm sitting alone with my guitar slidly out of tune and it's a lovely night in June. And I try to write a song With a happy slomo melody like I have tried so many times before But I can't really tell you, what is wrong but all that comes out is

catch me - Bandits(碧波女贼) I heard she drove a silvery sportscar along the empty streets last night hanging around with hairdos like mine no, I haven't seen the kids for some time Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway just like a harpsichord

Did you ever want to be overrun by bandits to hand over all of your things and start over new while we were out hunting for food our house was being robbed I caught an apple and she caught a fox so I caught a rabbit but she caught an ox so upon our r