Sick of It Songtext
von The Primitives

Don′t say you're having fun
There′s no fire in your sun
There's nothing here that is real
Nothing that I'd stay here for
Nothing I′d like to steal

And I′m sick of it all
I'm sick of it

Don′t say you're heaven high
There′s no stars in your sky
There's nothing here that is real
Well nothing that I′d stay here for
Nothing I'd like to steal

And I'm sick of it all
I′m sick of it
#TRICKY GUITAR SOLO
There′s nothing here that is real
Nothing that I'd stay here for
Nothing I′d like to steal


And I'm sick of it all
I′m sick of it

Don't say you′re having fun
(Don't say you're heaven high)
There′s no fire in your sun
(There′s no stars in your sky)


Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all
Sick of it
Sick of it all