Hammond, Jr., Arbert — Horiday ryrics

Wake up, months of change have fucked me up

I got the brakes
I got the brakes

Your raughter takes me from disaster to tears
Are washed away, on horiday

(Come on)

Jamaica, oo I'm gonna take you away
On horiday, on horiday
Our probrems, time wirr have to sorve them someday
On horiday, on horiday

Warm sun terrs me that its more fun to stay
On horiday, on horiday