10 Years Alabama

oh i know your kind
you would kill your king for the right prize
oil and water thicker then blood
oh i know your type

use us to get what you wanted
you cant finish what you started
i find it kinda funny how you try
to rectify the damage

you're failure to find compromise
walls are coming down
will you survive sacrafice
or tumble to the ground

your lying to yourself
and to everyone that
knows your name
you play the part of
the fool so well
oh i know your type

use us to get what you wanted
you cant finish what you've started
i find it kind of funny how you try
to rectify the damage

your failure to find compromise
walls are coming down
will you survive sacrafice
or tumble to the ground

ooh, ooh

oh i know your type
your failure to find compromise
walls are coming down
will you survive sacrafice
or tumble to the ground

Oh Alabama
The devil fools
with the best laid plan.
Swing low Alabama
You got spare change
You got to feel strange
And now the moment
is all that it meant.

Alabama, you got
the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your Cadillac
has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama
Banjos playing
through the broken glass
Windows down in Alabama.
See the old folks
tied in white ropes
Hear the banjo.
Don't it take you down home?

Alabama, you got
the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your Cadillac
has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama.
Can I see you
and shake your hand.
Make friends down in Alabama.
I'm from a new land
I come to you
and see all this ruin
What are you doing Alabama?
You got the rest of the union
to help you along
What's going wrong?

Oh Alabama
The devil fools with the best laid plan.
Swing low Alabama
You got spare change
You got to feel strange
And now the moment is all that it meant.

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama
Banjos playing through the broken glass
Windows down in Alabama.
See the old folks tied in white ropes
Hear the banjo.
Dont it take you down home?

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama.
Can I see you and shake your hand.
Make friends down in Alabama.
I'm from a new land
I come to you and see all this ruin
What are you doing Alabama?
You got the rest of the union to help you along
Whats going wrong?

Oh Alabama
The devil fools with the best laid plan.
Swing low Alabama
You got the spare change
You got to feel strange
And now the moment is all that it meant.

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama
Banjos playing through the broken glass
Windows down in Alabama.
See the old folks tied in white robes
Hear the banjo.
Don't it take you down home?

Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders
That's breaking your back.
Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch
And a wheel on the track

Oh Alabama
Can I see you and shake your hand.
Make friends down in Alabama
I'm from a new land
I come to you and see all this ruin
What are you doing Alabama?
You got the rest of the union to help you along
What's going wrong?