Backyard Babies "Get Dead" |
You say it�s wrong But I say alright Alright is wrong Or might is right Everything is fucked so bad So messed up so sad You ain�t feeling so fine When there�s too much speed along the line And there�s freak confusions in your bed And you got triple sixes in your head So get dead on an anything-can-happen-day Baby, get dead, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah I walk on by I need a higher Place to go away On an anything-can-happen-day There�s freak confusions in your bed And you got triple sixes in your head So get dead on an anything-can-happen-day Baby, get dead, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah I said, get dead See what I hear Feel what I fear So what�s new, what you trying to do I make no deals with you Get dead on an anything-can-happen-day Baby, get dead, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah I said, get dead Get dead Baby, get dead Get dead Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |