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Babybird – The Life lyrics
I
got this no good deadwood, motherfucking
itch and
I am going to hell they
got this small pen fat, pig 2
foot by one and it's beginning to smell i
got this low brow white, trash smoking my tongue and i'm being kissed like a kid they
got this hi-fi big, sound bleeding
my ears and I can't get rid i
got the life i
never thought that
i'd be born with but
now i'm itching for
you to scratch me like
all the records that
your needle has worn i
got a six pack big, ship no deck kid who
couldn't write when he sung he
took a mic in his hand like a prick on a rope and waited there to be swung they
got this big light white wash spot on his tan and watched it burning his skin and
then the hi-fi white trash smoking my ear got
his face kicked in i
got the life i
never thought that
i'd be born with but
now i'm itching for
you to scratch me like
all the records that
your needle has worn with
the screen round my face covered
in light I will never go blind i
got this cable satellite nibbling my eyes but
i can't switch off my mind i
got this low brow white trash licking my skull and
it feels so good it's
got this big pull half, full little buzz that
i've misunderstood I
got the life I
never thought that
I'd be born with but
now I'm itching for
you to scratch me like
all the records that
your needle has worn
got this no good deadwood, motherfucking
itch and
I am going to hell they
got this small pen fat, pig 2
foot by one and it's beginning to smell i
got this low brow white, trash smoking my tongue and i'm being kissed like a kid they
got this hi-fi big, sound bleeding
my ears and I can't get rid i
got the life i
never thought that
i'd be born with but
now i'm itching for
you to scratch me like
all the records that
your needle has worn i
got a six pack big, ship no deck kid who
couldn't write when he sung he
took a mic in his hand like a prick on a rope and waited there to be swung they
got this big light white wash spot on his tan and watched it burning his skin and
then the hi-fi white trash smoking my ear got
his face kicked in i
got the life i
never thought that
i'd be born with but
now i'm itching for
you to scratch me like
all the records that
your needle has worn with
the screen round my face covered
in light I will never go blind i
got this cable satellite nibbling my eyes but
i can't switch off my mind i
got this low brow white trash licking my skull and
it feels so good it's
got this big pull half, full little buzz that
i've misunderstood I
got the life I
never thought that
I'd be born with but
now I'm itching for
you to scratch me like
all the records that
your needle has worn
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