Get a Life Songtext
von The Black Cat Bone
Get a Life Songtext
Let me tell you a story
About this guy I knew
He had all these people
Telling him what to do
They said
Get a job
Put on a tie
Cut your hair instead of
Getting high
Take this guitar
Play all you can, but I
Don′t wanna see you
In a Rock n Roll band
Dream all you might
But get a life
You gotta hit the books
And do it right
Don't fool around
Don′t roll the dice
Don't hang with women
Till you're old and wise
Oh, if you only knew
I can′t listen to you
Don′t tell me
What to say or do
Just let me
Live my life, not you
Don't want to
Hang on tight on the noose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
Solo Juancho!
So that kid grew up
And he got a job
And he got a life
Only he didn′t wear a tie
He wore a mean guitar
And he said
I walk my talk
And I know it's on your mind
Every night you see me playing
Feeling fine
And deep inside
You wonder what it′s like
To be in my shoes and not
Bitch about my life
Oh, if you only knew
I can't listen to you
Don′t tell me
What to say or do
Just let me
Live my life, not you
Don't want to
Hang on tight on the noose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
Don't tell me
What to say or do
Just let me
Live my life, not you
Don′t want to
Hang on tight on the noose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
About this guy I knew
He had all these people
Telling him what to do
They said
Get a job
Put on a tie
Cut your hair instead of
Getting high
Take this guitar
Play all you can, but I
Don′t wanna see you
In a Rock n Roll band
Dream all you might
But get a life
You gotta hit the books
And do it right
Don't fool around
Don′t roll the dice
Don't hang with women
Till you're old and wise
Oh, if you only knew
I can′t listen to you
Don′t tell me
What to say or do
Just let me
Live my life, not you
Don't want to
Hang on tight on the noose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
Solo Juancho!
So that kid grew up
And he got a job
And he got a life
Only he didn′t wear a tie
He wore a mean guitar
And he said
I walk my talk
And I know it's on your mind
Every night you see me playing
Feeling fine
And deep inside
You wonder what it′s like
To be in my shoes and not
Bitch about my life
Oh, if you only knew
I can't listen to you
Don′t tell me
What to say or do
Just let me
Live my life, not you
Don't want to
Hang on tight on the noose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
Don't tell me
What to say or do
Just let me
Live my life, not you
Don′t want to
Hang on tight on the noose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
I gotta lot to lose
Writer(s): John Hall, Bob Leinbach, Larry Hoppen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com