Pony Up
I got a razor sharp mind that wants to cut you down.
A little place in mind and baby I could let you down.
Pony up, we got a ways to go.
Set me up my friends are running low.
Oh, oh, oh
If you take my hand I'm gonna get you outta here.
The crush of bottles break another swinging chandelier.
In a round of bullets and blood and smoke,
I saw the midnight come and I watched her go.
Oh, oh, oh
In a round of bullets and blood and smoke,
I saw the midnight come and I watched her go.
Yeah I watched her go.
I watched her
I watched her go.
I watched her go.
Autor(es): Caleb Followill / Jared Followill / Matthew Followill / Nathan Followill
