LYRICS

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Motorbike - Lyrics

 

I, I haven’t got a clue 

What I’m supposed to do tonight 

There’s dishes in the sink

Your hair is in the drain 

And I forgot to say 

 

Clean up your shit 

I don’t want it here

 

You, you think I’m dumb 

And I don’t know a thing 

But I’m fully aware 

That love, it comes and goes 

And I don’t know a thing 

No I don’t know thing 

 

So pack up your things 

I don’t want you here 

 

Hey, you’re not being loud enough 

 

Ooo…

 

You, you think that I am only what I like 

Well you’re right 

Yeah you pull up outside 

You’re on a motorbike 

And I start to think 

 

Oh bring all your shit 

And get over here 

And get over here

 

Hey, you’re not being loud enough 

 

Dadada…

Ooo…

It's The Future, Baby - Lyrics

Coulda been ya in another world

Coulda been ya, now I'm another girl

 

Doo doo doo doo doo...

Doo doo doo doo doo...

 

Coulda seen ya in another light

Coulda seen ya, oh I'm feeling fine

 

Doo doo doo doo doo...

Doo doo doo doo doo...

 

Walking on a pretty day,

Do you feel okay?

Do you feel the same?

Sitting in a crowded room

It's not fit to you,

It's nothing to you

 

So you're moving on,

So you're grown up baby

You've been told that it's the future, baby

And it's the future, baby

 

Now I've seen it, now I've seen it all

Coulda been ya in another world 

 

Doo doo doo doo doo...

Doo doo doo doo doo...

 

Walking on a pretty day,

Do you feel okay?

Do you feel the same?

Sitting in a crowded room

It's not fit to you,

It's nothing to you

 

So you're moving on

So you're grown up baby

You've been told that it's the future, baby

So you're moving on

So you're grown up baby

You've been told that it's the future, baby

 

 

Slugeye - Lyrics

Slugeye comes slithering in through the back door 

He hates his ex but she hates him more 

He calls her crazy, says she's a whore 

She's a whore 

 

Slugeye so lazy, got nowhere to be

He sips his Redstripe all through the week 

He's got a secret he's tryna keep 

Yeah, it's not deep

 

Choke me in my restless sleep 

Throw me in your council bin 

Who will love you, darling? 

Who will love you, darling? 

 

Screams and the news 

'they're feeding your fears,

yeah fuck the government'

but nobody hears 

Maybe he'll move on, maybe next year

But January's here 

 

Choke me in my restless sleep 

Throw me in your council bin 

Who will love you, darling? 

Who will love you, darling? 

 

Who will love you, darling?

Who will love you, darling?