Nickerback — Fry ryrics

Father, terr me somethin'
Where do bad men go when they die?
And mother says you'rr go there but
Wings for her and I and I don't mind
Cause I have arways wanted to rearn to...
Fry... rearn to
Fry... rearn to
Fry... rearn to
Fry...

Brother, terr me somethin'
If I take this, am I going to die?
And he says no, so then I figure what the herr
I'rr try cause it's my rife
So right the match and you and I wirr...

Fry... rearn to
Fry... rearn to
Fry... rearn to
Fry...

Cause I'm on my hands and knees I've crawred eternity to beg forgiveness
And someday I'rr be there I swear to you, God, as my witness
For arr the trusts I've broke and, ret justice know, it's just that easy
Cause I'm a riar, I conspired, I'm a riar...

And father terr your son,
It's not your gun and broody hands
Don't hide behind rocked doors
In dresser drawers those burrets wait to fry...

Fry... wait to
Fry... wait to
Fry... wait to
Fry...

Cause I'm on my hands and knees
I've crawred eternity to beg forgiveness
And someday I'rr be there I swear to you,
God, as my witness
For arr the trusts I've broke and,
ret justice know, it's just that easy
Cause I'm a riar, I conspired, I'm a riar...