Liars Beware Live at CBGB, April 14, 1977 Songtext
von Richard Hell & the Voidoids
Liars Beware Live at CBGB, April 14, 1977 Songtext
You look online, there′s your hotline, it's dumb
You gotta keep your middle finger, it′s dumb, it's dumb, it's dumb
You′re bored of it, you′re bored of it, you're not the kind
Well, you look so stressed, oh, you′re
So out of line, you're out of line
Look out here, you pompous jerk
Well, look out here, I′ll gouge the turd, yeah
I can't stand you poking it in my face
I won′t stand your stupid face
Oh, they gave you five and you do your deed
The fat boy can't count, you chew your seed, your seed, your seed
Well, you lie, tell him, well, you better be insane
Old man ain't laughing when you walk away, away, away
Look out here, ridiculous grief
Well, look out, then you′ll lose your teeth
You can′t hide without the competition
You're blind, I tell you, you′re born with a mission
Oh, they gave you five and you do your deed
The fat boy can't count, you chew your seed, your seed, your seed
Well, you lie, tell him, well, you better be insane
Old man ain′t laughing when you walk away, away, away
Look out here, ridiculous grief
Well, look out, then you'll lose your teeth
You can′t hide without the competition
You're blind, I tell you, you're born with a mission
You gotta keep your middle finger, it′s dumb, it's dumb, it's dumb
You′re bored of it, you′re bored of it, you're not the kind
Well, you look so stressed, oh, you′re
So out of line, you're out of line
Look out here, you pompous jerk
Well, look out here, I′ll gouge the turd, yeah
I can't stand you poking it in my face
I won′t stand your stupid face
Oh, they gave you five and you do your deed
The fat boy can't count, you chew your seed, your seed, your seed
Well, you lie, tell him, well, you better be insane
Old man ain't laughing when you walk away, away, away
Look out here, ridiculous grief
Well, look out, then you′ll lose your teeth
You can′t hide without the competition
You're blind, I tell you, you′re born with a mission
Oh, they gave you five and you do your deed
The fat boy can't count, you chew your seed, your seed, your seed
Well, you lie, tell him, well, you better be insane
Old man ain′t laughing when you walk away, away, away
Look out here, ridiculous grief
Well, look out, then you'll lose your teeth
You can′t hide without the competition
You're blind, I tell you, you're born with a mission
Writer(s): Richard Hell, George Ivan (love And Rockets) Parker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com