Blister Songtext
von West Street Children

I got a blister from the sun and it′s bursting at the seams
Ripping out through my thick skull
Take me to a better place
'Cause this planet′s already full

Waiting on the next natural disaster from the TV
I ain't gonna lose no sleep
Tornado sirens are my new morning alarm clock
And an ice cap for my drink

I put my hands in my pockets
And my foot in my mouth
Cause it don't mean shit to me
I put my hands in my pockets
And my foot in my mouth
Cause it don′t mean shit to me

Let′s go!


Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la
'Til death do us part
Might be sooner than we think
And I don′t give a fuck

I put my hands in my pockets
And my foot in my mouth
Cause it don't mean shit to me
I put my hands in my pockets
And my foot in my mouth
Cause it don′t mean shit to me
I put my hands in my pockets
And my foot in my mouth
Cause it don't mean shit to me
I put my hands in my pockets
And my foot in my mouth
Cause it don′t mean shit to me

I got a blister from the sun
I got a blister from the sun
I got a blister from the sun
I got a blister from the sun