|
Casey Holford - Something's Wrong 1 lyrics
we’ve got the fat of the land, and a national pastime, and the right to a full plate so thank the unreasonable man making up all of our minds till we’re pawns in a stalemate with no time left on our loans. all that you’ve got is your soul, but your soul might wanna know what you’ve done for it lately so put that thing back on the shelf, and we’ll toast the king’s health and the wealth of his country and chew ourselves down to the bone. we block up the streets, and get clocked by the mounted police who don’t like giving warnings so we block up the senator’s hall till she promises she’ll call the chief up in the morning but it seems like he’s never at home. we would have had it made without our brains turned on, our brains don’t work that way, they know that something’s wrong. i might lose my shirt, or an eye, or i might lose my right to blurt out what i’m saying but i’ll still have my friends, and we will stick around until the end yeah, we’ll all be staying. please don’t leave me alone. |
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 Lovers Live by Sade |
 Call Me Irresponsible by Michael Buble |
 Moodring by Mya |
 Fundamental by Pet Shop Boys |
 Lovers' Requiem by I Am Ghost |
