Jeremiah Weed

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Poor Jeremiah His body is broken Lying in the alley where he fell His head is racing home To the hill of California Poor, Jeremiah Weed [Pre-Chorus] He's got his friends He's got his devices He got no need for you No need for sympathy No need for surprises Poor, Jeremiah Weed [Chorus] Well, I know, when it comes to blows The pain he laid down never fade And I hope Jeremiah knows That's the way it goes The son will find no shame upon you [Verse 2] Poor Jeremiah Seven pockets stuffed with empty People walking everywhere No one says a word He's tried killing time, but it won't sit still Poor, Jeremiah Weed [Chorus] Well, I know, when it comes to blows The pain he laid down never fade And I hope Jeremiah knows That's the way it goes The son will find no shame upon you [Bridge] Poor Jeremiah All hail the Holy Roller A winner in the city Make you think you're in hell It's hard to believe That he was laughing at you Poor, Jeremiah Weed Oh, oh, poor, Jeremiah Weed Oh, oh, poor, Jeremiah Weed [Chorus] Poor Jeremiah Poor Jeremiah Poor, Jeremiah Weed Poor Jeremiah Poor Jeremiah Poor, Jeremiah Weed Poor Jeremiah Poor Jeremiah Poor, Jeremiah Weed Poor Jeremiah Poor Jeremiah Poor, Jeremiah Weed Poor Jeremiah Poor Jeremiah Poor, Jeremiah Weed
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Credits
- Writers
- Gary Jules
- Michael Andrews