Eat It and Beat It Songtext
von Sheer Mag
Eat It and Beat It Songtext
Take off your number
You had a good run or
At least that′s what you to tell yourself
You're gonna fall (fall)
So make the call
Before we put you on the shelf
Don′t bother with the referee
It's all going back to the company
Take a break (break)
It ain't a mistake
And everyone can see
You just don′t got what it takes
To make it in rock and roll
And when you hear that dinner bell ringin′
You're for whom it tolls
Enjoy your last meal
I hope you worked up an appetite
Alright, it′s time for you to eat it and beat it
It's getting cold
So now you gotta eat it and beat it
Tell ′em boys
Yeah, you gotta eat it and beat it
You're getting old
It′s time to eat it and beat it
The nail meets the hammer
So take down your banner
You better hit the bricks
The world turns (turns)
So lesson learned
Ya gotta know when to call it quits
Stop your (stop your) sobbing tears (wah-wah-wah)
You're past your prime by a couple of years
You're getting burned (burned)
It′s what you earned
At least you got some souvenirs
Did you get everything you wanted
Before you went in the ditch?
Sometimes a high ridin′ woman's got no choice
But to be a son of a bitch
Enjoy your last meal
I hope you worked up an appetite
Alright, it′s time for you to eat it and beat it
It's getting cold
So now you gotta eat it and beat it
Tell ′em boys
Yeah, you gotta eat it and beat it
You're getting old
It′s time to eat it and beat it
Come and get it
Last call
Yeah, you can eat it and beat it
It's getting cold
So now you gotta eat it and beat it
Tell 'em boys
Yeah, you gotta eat it and beat it
You′re getting old
It′s time to eat it and beat it
You had a good run or
At least that′s what you to tell yourself
You're gonna fall (fall)
So make the call
Before we put you on the shelf
Don′t bother with the referee
It's all going back to the company
Take a break (break)
It ain't a mistake
And everyone can see
You just don′t got what it takes
To make it in rock and roll
And when you hear that dinner bell ringin′
You're for whom it tolls
Enjoy your last meal
I hope you worked up an appetite
Alright, it′s time for you to eat it and beat it
It's getting cold
So now you gotta eat it and beat it
Tell ′em boys
Yeah, you gotta eat it and beat it
You're getting old
It′s time to eat it and beat it
The nail meets the hammer
So take down your banner
You better hit the bricks
The world turns (turns)
So lesson learned
Ya gotta know when to call it quits
Stop your (stop your) sobbing tears (wah-wah-wah)
You're past your prime by a couple of years
You're getting burned (burned)
It′s what you earned
At least you got some souvenirs
Did you get everything you wanted
Before you went in the ditch?
Sometimes a high ridin′ woman's got no choice
But to be a son of a bitch
Enjoy your last meal
I hope you worked up an appetite
Alright, it′s time for you to eat it and beat it
It's getting cold
So now you gotta eat it and beat it
Tell ′em boys
Yeah, you gotta eat it and beat it
You're getting old
It′s time to eat it and beat it
Come and get it
Last call
Yeah, you can eat it and beat it
It's getting cold
So now you gotta eat it and beat it
Tell 'em boys
Yeah, you gotta eat it and beat it
You′re getting old
It′s time to eat it and beat it
Writer(s): Matt Palmer, Christina Marie Halladay, Hart Seely, Kyle Seely Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com