Dead Beat Songtext
von Green Machine

Are you
Talking to me
Do you
Want to complain
I live my life
And you′ve do the same
You think
Your smart
Cause you figured it out
But in the end
You still have your doubts

Bababa Baby
So where do you live
Bababa Baby
That's all you achieved
Bababa Baby
Fuck you I don′t care
Bababa Baby
As good as anywhere


Dead Beat
A failure in your eyes
I'm fine
I don't need your advice

Whiskey
TilI
I′m dizzy
Do you
Want to compete
Go try your best
Than take your defeat
And when you think
You have figured it out
We′ll go downtown
Boozing around

Bababa Baby
I'm bad to the bone
Bababa Baby
Yeah I am full blown
Bababa Baby
You′re not what I need
Bababa Baby
Here comes your dead beat


Dead Beat
A failure in your eyes
I'm fine
I don′t need your advice

Living
Like a gypsy
I just
Hate to succeed
I tried a lot
But I'm a different breed
It took some time
To figured it out
Live of a drifter
Is what it′s about

Bababa Baby
I hope it is clear
Bababa Baby
Now you disappear
Bababa Baby
I got what I need
Bababa Baby
I am a dead beat