Nu Breed feat. Jesse Howard - Land of the Lost Chords

Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!
On [Em] them back roads where the night gators crawl
In this long plan we ain't worried about no law
You can find me in the woods with my [E] dogs
Under pine trees [Em] in the land of the lost
I've been drinking on this whiskey
Got my head up in the clouds
And if this world keep fucking with me
I ain't [E] never coming down
So fuck this mask and all this trash
That y'all keep trying to spread around
Tip your glass or kiss my ass
But I ain't dealing with you clowns
Bless the Lord, _ _ _ _ the land of the lost
_ God _ bless the Lord, _ _ _ _ the land of the lost
_ _ I _ was raised in the country
And I paid all my _ dues
I was paid in the country
And I won't change just for you _
The place I call my home is deep out in the woods
If you don't belong you better keep up out these woods
I like my trucks loud and my cars real fast
And I [Em] love the sound of a shotgun [E] blast
Come around acting all big and bad
Then Mr.
Postman, that's gonna be your ass
Now I pray to the Lord above
Trouble stays a hell of a way from us
Just in case one day it comes
I'm not afraid, I got them loaded up
It's in my blood, it's in my roots
I keep it real down to my boots
And they hate to [Em] see me winning
Cause they say I'm born to lose
Might be true but I ain't losing
I ain't [E] making no excuses
In the land of the lost
You gotta [Em] keep it moving
On them bank roads where the [E] alligators crawl
In the swamp land [Em] we ain't worried about no law
You can find me in the woods with my dogs
[E] Under pine trees in the land of the lost
I've been drinking on [Em] this whiskey
Got my head up in the clouds
And if this [E] world keep fucking with me
I ain't never coming down
So fuck this mask and all this trash
That y'all keep trying to spread around
Tip your glass or kiss my ass
But I ain't dealing with you clowns
Bless the Lord
_ The _ _ land of the lost
_ God _ bless the Lord
_ _ _ _ The land of the lost _ You breathe
It was backwoods and fishing holes
Wild hogs and tadpoles
It was five cats and bad coves
We were hauled last on these back roads
A bunch of assholes and country hicks
Outlaws and lunatics
They would chew tobacco, smoke cigarettes
And their breath smelled like old Milwaukee's best
Back then no one even ever heard of meth
But nowadays everybody wanna flirt with death
You better pray up to God for the ones that's left
But between me and you it's a hell of a mess
I mean drive through the country, take a look around y'all
You can smell the meth cooking like a fucking [D] hound dog
And [Em] I put too many of my friends in the ground
Though [E] they locked in the pen and they ain't never coming out
Then the pills came and shit for real changed
Childhood just don't feel the same
Daddy strung out and we got bills to pay
So we caught a case and got locked away
Back in the day it was different times
I guess I came up in the nick of time
Cause I still seen hell and been victimized
But I'ma get what's mine cause I'm a different kind
I'm wide awake, I don't sleep good
I'm from rock ridging, Creekwood
In the deep woods I was raised up
So this bullshit don't phase us
No government gonna save us
Ain't no way in hell you gonna play us
We prayed up, these masks off
In these last days, this last call
Your soft ass won't last long
You better stand up and be a man boy
Don't back down when it goes down
You better learn how to throw hands boy
On them bank [Em] rolls
Where the malligators crawl
In the swamp land
We ain't worried by no law
You can find me
In the woods with my dogs
Under pine trees
In the land of the law
I been drinking on this whiskey
Got my head up in the clouds
And [E] if this world keep fucking with me
I ain't never coming down
So fuck this mask and all this trash
That y'all keep trying to spread around
Tip your glass or kiss my ass
But I ain't dealing with you clowns
Bless the mall
The _ _ land of the law _
God _ _ bless the mall _
The _ _ land of the law _