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from Iggy Pop - Avenue B (Explicit) (1999)
She sat on the pavement
As I pulled in the drive Wearing leopard skin velvet And shiny black eyes "She looks like a sleeper" Said my wife at the time She had curls like Delilah And a smile like the sun She held my poor corpse Like she'd never be done And the caption in my mind said "This is the one" But I'm strong and I'm disciplined And I avoided her for years 'Till one night, as usual With my heart full of tears A hand touched my back And she was standing right there Then I felt the luxury of her I felt the luxury of her I felt the luxury of her I felt the luxury Whispering Whispering Now I'll try hard to tell things just like they is How my life was a desert before she came in And wrecked it and ripped it and rubbed my nerves thin How I liked to see her little feet pad around the house The way she curled up quietly on the couch I can still see her in my mind that way now Aah I felt the luxury of her I felt the luxury of her I felt the luxury of her Well time went by quickly And her confidence grew And she wanted this and that And she wanted those too And she wouldn't shut up And one day I just blew up Now she's in the hospital For the second time Maybe she'll die Maybe I'll cry Therapists would say "You're in denial" But love became inconvenient Love became a literal drag Very bad for business I'd be better off a fag She's a model de sport That I can't afford 'Cause I'm a practical American From the Middle-West And I can piss on a grave While welcoming guests If cold's what I am I'm cold 'till the end And I felt the luxury of her I felt the luxury of her Now I'm gonna continue walking In the modern world Which justifies every egotistical perversion With scientific talk And new ways to walk But I'll remember the religion She became to me And the other person I could have been So for now I'll say so long I gotta go do wrong I gotta go do wrong I felt the luxury I felt the luxury I felt the luxury Aah, Luxury |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask You're wearing a mask You look better that way You're wearing a mask You're wearing a mask You're wearing a mask You look better that way Are you my friend ? Are you my plumber ? Are you my God ? What do you do ? Wearing a mask You're wearing a mask You're wearing a mask Which mask are you ? Which mask are you ? Complicated crushed up disappointed squirming angry thrusting stabbing regretting starving greedy human alien being, struggling down the street, up the alley, in the elevator, through the party, to the office, in the bedroom, on your way to the morgue. Bullshitting, lying, doing a good deed or feeling loved barely possible. Aware of insatiable demands of not a society all around you. Chunky frat boys in there shorts, pimps with old semite eyes, sex hoochies of the jungle, sensitive smart alec college graduates, critics fronting franticly in New York city, every body in L.A just plain licking ass or having it licked, irony in place of balls, balls in place of brains, brains in place of soul, where is the soul ?, where is the love ?, where am i ? Which mask are you ? Which mask are you ? Which mask are you ? You're wearing a mask You're wearing a mask You're wearing a mask which mask are you ? . |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
I got my work
I got my work The profit of doom is walking the beach With a psychotic breakdown cardboard sign Everything's faked and there's nothing to teach, And there's no point in running crying. And i'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost In a garden of evil In a garden of evil In a garden of evil In a garden of evil Evil I walk through the filthy sterile wasteland When i'm no good they'll dump me on a scrap heap to die Giant american tyrannosaur, Even the animals are runnig away. I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost l.o.s.t. lost In a garden of evil In a garden of evil In a garden of evil In a garden of evil Evil Evil baby I got my work Yeah I walk through the filthy sterile wasteland when i'm no good they'll dump me on a scrap heap to die Giant american tyrannosaur, Even the animals are runnig away. I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost I'm l.o.s.t. lost |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowl
Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowl Fuck it I feel like howling Got nowhere to turn They'll kill you For your spirit This is what you learn The music of tomorrow is What you feel today The owners of the future Is not the one they say A mountain of faces Is rapin' my ear I'm glad that my pride is Stronger than my fear I'm howling, baby I'm howling, baby Howling, baby I knew the producer He's got lots of tricks He is the starmaker The bands are little pricks The music of tomorrow is What you feel today The owners of the future Is not the one they say A mountain of faces Is rapin' my ear I'm glad that my pride is Stronger than my fear I'm howling, baby I'm howling, baby I'm howling, baby I'm howling, baby Howling, baby Howling, baby Howling, baby Howling, baby I'm howling, baby |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
I'm a football baby,
Rollin' round the field. I've been passed and fumbled, Till I don't know what I feel. Everybody's the same, They're all footballs too. Setting up the big play And trying to score. I'm a football baby In a football game I'm a football baby Run--kick Life's a football game, As every chump and champ knows. We don't touch, we collide, Till we're worn out inside. We're kicking each other, Right where it hurts, Setting up the big play, And trying to score. I'm a football baby, In a football game I'm a football baby, I'm a football baby, In a football game I'm a football baby, Block--pass I'm a football baby, In a football game I'm a football baby, Run---kick---hit---goal . |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
if the saviour came again today,
Would you like him or turn him away, would he have a girlfriend with a thong, Or a boy group singing dumbass songs. Would he be a rapper with a gun, Or a bugger building steel buns. If the saviour was crucified to lose What's the difference ? get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here watch me walk on water watch me walk on water watch me walk on water before they... put me in a box We should have never Gotten another break, Praying is an art for it's own sake, Would he have a pair of Gucci shoes... With a pitbull get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here watch me walk on water watch me walk away on water watch me walk on water get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here get me outta here watch me walk on water watch me walk away on water watch me walk on water . |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
You gotta beat em
Beat beat em up You gotta beat em Beat beat em up You gotta beat em Beat beat em up Beat em up Beat em up You gotta beat em You gotta beat em You know they're cheatin' anyhow You gotta beat em You gotta beat em You know they're cheatin' anyhow You gotta beat em Beat em up This life is a numbers game, The rich the ive, the poor get blamed The rich are happy , and they're mean, the poor - just obscene... You gotta beat em You gotta beat em You know they're cheatin' anyhow I gotta beat em I gotta beat em You know they're cheatin' anyhow You gotta beat em Beat beat beat em up I gotta beat em Beat beat beat em up I gotta beat em Beat beat beat em up Beat em up Beat em up Nice girl with a heart of gold A little naive, a little bold Knocked' up tossed' out and abondoned, Now she's living on random You gotta beat em You gotta beat em You know they're cheatin' anyhow She got beat up She got beat up you know they're cheatin' anyhow You gotta beat em Beat beat beat em up You gotta beat em Beat em up Mom and dad worked and saved, Good and honest everyday For they're sweat , what did they get ? An old age home and a medical debt You gotta beat em You gotta beat em You know they're cheatin' anyhow They got beat up They got beat up You know they're cheatin' anyhow You gotta beat em Beat beat beat em up I gotta beat em Beat beat beat em up Come on' Come on' We live in a machine, machine, We live in a machine, machine, We can't keep up with a machine (chorus) |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
Look what you have done,
Ruined every single one. See what fools they are, Jealous of a simple star. Feel the 4 winds blow, Let the sword hang low (baby) Life's to take, Says the talking snake, Everybody should be happy Life's to take, Says the talking snake, Everybody should be happy To tell the sucking truth, Everybody's dreams get used. Twist me till i drip, Liquid of emotions ripped. Every hungry soul, Hides a hungry fool (baby) Life's to take, Says the talking snake, Everybody should be happy Life's to take, Says the talking snake, Everybody should be happy Feel the 4 winds blow, Let the sword hang low (baby) Life's to take, Says the talking snake, Everybody should be happy Life's to take, Says the talking snake, Everybody should be happy Should be happy Should be happy |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
Look, here comes the jerk !
See the guy with the fakey smile, Talkin' to my girl in a friendly style. He thinks he's quite the flirt, She'd suck a rats' dick before she'd fuck Him his brain is full of dirt, That's why the guy's a jerk, His balls are gonna burst, Thats why the guy's a jerk Oh man you're killin' me ! Hey man your killin me ! He hangs out by the ladies room, His pick up line is like the voice of doom. "Hey baby do ya wanna go out with me, and by the way I make a lotta money." His method just don't work, That's why the guy's a jerk. By the office Johnny lurks, That's why the guy's a jerk Jerk (반복) Oh man you're killin' me ! Hey man your killin me ! look here comes the jerk look here comes the jerk look here comes the jerk look here comes the jerk Him his brain is full of dirt, That's why the guy's a jerk, His balls are gonna burst, That's why the guy's a jerk Oh man you're killin' me ! Hey man your killin me ! |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
Death is the best
Better than all the rest On the dutifull lies in the rock paradise Losses and wear and the texture of age Adds a truth to the heart And a light to the face It’s good when you don’t give as Much of a fuck As you did when the threats mount To make you suck A burst of rage A lively cry Emotions wide Your death is certain for sure My death is certain alright But death is certain no cure ‘Cause death is certain ‘Cause death is certain so why ? Gotta diiiiiiiiie A bone and a skull In a conjugal hell A mall full of gall And the music jerks off Pale and fate At the table they sat With their necks choking tight In their collars dead white Liquor and food ‘till They spin and explode In a shower of crap In America’s lap A pliceman’s numb A lazy bum Emotions come ‘Cause death is certain it’s sure ‘Cause death is certain it’s pure ‘Cause death is certain no cure ‘Cause death is certain ‘Cause death is certain that’s why Gotta die Alright Alright Well, alright Alright (반복) A beast with legs A kid who’s numb A lazy bum Your death is certain it’s sure ‘Cause death is certain it’s pure ‘Cause death is certain no cure ‘Cause death is certain |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
I was lying in a coma
By the side of some damn road My fucking heart was pounding Like I thought it would explode I had no protection No familly No friends I had nothing really But a will to make this end * Go for the throat *(3번 반복) I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up It isn't very nice What I do to make end's meet It isn't very pretty when you hate The folks you meet It's a shame to feel hurt and angry everyday It's a shame to take it out On whoever's in the way ** Go for the throat I'm fucked'up **(3번 반복) Man I'm so fucked'up *** I'm fucked'up ***(3번반복) Man I'm so fucked'up Poor little girl I hurt her really bad I haven't been the same since I lost my mom and dad Where is the justice ? Well I really don't know When everybody is singing Like a fucking so and so **(3번반복) Yeah I'm so fucked'up Yeah Yeah Yeah They took away my freedom They took away my games They took away my innocence And gave me shitty fame There's nothing left to stop me There's nothing left to feel There's nothing left inside me But a low down dirty deal Go for the throat Go for the throat Go for the throat I'm fucked'up baby Go for the throat I'm fucked'up baby I'm so fucked'up baby I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up I'm so fucked'up Oh I'm fucked'up Go for the throat ... |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
Weasels
Weasels are runnin me to death, I checked my gas there ain't much left. Still i will take a parting shot, Before I leave myself to rot. Barbaric motherfucking weasels Weasels Weasels Weasels have always been my friends, I've turned them loose now there's no end. Giants of rock tell giant lies, Weasels control the evil skies. Barbaric motherfucking weasels, Bad breath bad taste cause of deseases. I feel disgrace and I feel shame, I feel anger and I feel blame, I feel suspicion and I feel pride, I feel weasels on all sides. Weasels Weasels Weasels Weasels Weasels With guitars on t.v, Weasels Rewriting rock history, Weasels With an office and a chair, Weasels With nice butts and long silky hair. Weasels suck and weasels blow, Weasels control rock and roll Weasels control rock and roll Weasels control rock and roll Weasels control rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Rock and roll Weasels |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
Blood !!!
Stupid is stupid, Dumb is dumb, Bloody is bloody, Cum is cum, Fake is fake, A dick is a dick, You're a target in the new demographic. We most need victims to be beaten, Real rotten samples to be beaten, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood We got no dicks, We need some bucks, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink Drink new blood, So we need to drink new blood, Blood ! Blood ! Mom and dad who are they ? You got any money but are you gonna pay ? You're gonna pay for shit music, Pay for shit food, Pay for everything cuz nobody wants you ! We most need victims to be beaten, These nasty kids need to be eaten, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, We got no dicks, We need some bucks, So we need to drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink Drink new blood, Blood ! Blood ! Nobody likes you, Nobody cares at all, Your money is fucked'up, Everything is fucked'up in your life, Money money money, That's all that will save you, You'll never get enough anyway ! We most need victims to be beaten, These nasty kids need to be eaten, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, We got no dicks, We need some bucks, So we need to drink some blood, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, Outburst ! Outburst ! Outburst ! Outburst ! Infantile violent Outburst ! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink drink drink drink drink new blood, We got no dicks, We need some bucks, So we need to drink some blood, Drink new blood, Drink new blood, Drink, drink, drink new blood ! |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
If it walks like shit
Talks like shit It must be shit If it feels like shit Tastes like shit It must be shit If it looks like shit Sounds like shit It must be shit If it smells like shit Tells like shit It must be shit See Times Square A vacum of feeling Listen, little man Advertise this That it’s all shit It’s all shit Nothing but shit Billboard shit Love just keeps on coming Love will clean it up Love just keeps on coming Love will sweep it out Love just keeps on coming Love just keeps on coming If it walks like a duck Talks like a duck It must be a duck If it smells like a duck Talks like a duck It must be a duck If it smells like a duck Tastes like a duck It’s a goddam duck If it feels like a duck Tells like a duck It must be a duck If it looks like a duck Sounds like a duck It must be a duck Walking blinded Eternal night Of hype no magic Fake no love Child are actors How depressing Little adults With fancy pants Ohhhhhhh Love just keeps on coming Love just keeps on coming, baby Love just keeps on coming Love just keeps on coming Love will weed ‘em out Love just keeps on coming baby Love just keeps on coming baby Love Love Your fucking cache is over, baby Skybar shit Nobody cares Nobody cares Nobody cares Nobody cares Nobody cares ... |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
Ugly
Ahhhhhhhooooooooooooo Uglyyyy ! C'mon ! Yeah ! hey ! all right You got an ugly ass guy, He got a problem with his dick. You got a song with no soul, Fucking don't mean a thing. He got an ugly bouzy house, He got a girlfriend on T.V, That girl's something, He can't sing for shit. And I'm trying to be a person, But they all say I'm worthless. I'm trying to be a person, But they all make me nervous. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. Ugliness Ugliness Ugliness You got a dog face chic, With basketball tit's. Porno sucks, That's the truth of it. You got a bunch of dumb fat guys, In a wrestling uniform, Trying to fake they're playing music, They ought to be killed. And I'm trying to be a person, But they all say I'm worthless. I'm trying to be a person, But they all say I'm worthless. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. Ugliness They got the chics, The money cars and all, but they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls. They got the chics, The money cars and all, but they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls. They got a fungus on their dick, They got bald heads and tupe's, They're in total control, Total fucking control, They're even parked in my space. You got a song with no soul, No truth no love. Because the music sucks, That's why little kids blow up. Everybody needs a gun, To express feelings, That should be expressed by a real musician And I'm trying to be a person, But they all say I'm worthless. I'm trying to be a person, But they all say I'm worthless. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. This is my description of an ugliness. Ugliness Ugliness Ugliness They got the car the money house and all, but they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls. You see the cocksuckers on MTV, And they ain't even got a good CD. Ugliness Ugliness Ugliness Ugliness |
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from Iggy Pop - Beat Em Up (2001)
I'm a Very Important Person
I park in the V.I.P And when I go to the bathroom, i go in the V.I.P toilet And when I wanna change a lightbalb, I don't do it myself... Oooohhh no... I have a technician Cause I'm a V.I.P I'm a V.I.P I'm a V.I.P I'm a V.I.P Now,as I began to become a V.I.P, i forgot what i've become a V.I.P for I began to grow accustommed to people saying "Right this way sir...drinks are on the house..." Flight attendants on airplanes saying : "Please...Really, I don't wanna bother you sir, but it's such a pleasure to have you on board. May I have your autograph for my daughter ?" "Yeah baby right after Igo to the toilet I i'll give you a couple of'em Cause i'm a V.I.P!" Now,one thing about V.I.P is,is they never seem to be alone Ooohh no ! The "true" V.I.P must travel with an entourage ! People who say "Right on boss" Cause it's a V.I.P! Right on boss I'm a V.I.P! As i began to realise that i had gained V.I.P status, worries began to creep in What if one day,i woke up,and i was no longer a V.I.P ? No more good tables at the restaurants... No more strange women smiling and approaching me on the streets... No more top notch booty No more entourage to say "Right boss" I began to have nightmares And in my nightmares, I was just a fucking nobody. Laying at the beach, imagining myself being a VIP ! Just like i was before... Hearing the applause in my head Beautiful warm embraces of superior members of the female gender... V.I.P V.I.P Of course,when one becomes a V.I.P, One meets other V.I.Ps At social occasions... And one inevitably thinks : "thck ! How shallow and crass these people are ! They're not down to earth and real like me... Oooohhh no ! I'm a very special V.I.P" Another interesting phenomenon,associated with V.I.P celebrityhood, is the "V.I.P reflection effect", during which anyone associated with the V.I.P, becomes a sort of V.I.P in their own right ! Such as "son OF the V.I.P", "guitar player FOR the V.I.P", "girlfriend WITH the V.I.P", "accountants of the V.I.P" The maid, the dog, the music publisher ...huh ! All enjoy a sort of 'reflected glory', as in.. "Hi this is Nastea I work for Iggy And i'd like 6 tables tonight in the V.I.P section And he needs passes for everyone And free drinks of course In the V.I.P area" Right on boss Cause i'm a V.I.P. It's also true that when one is a V.I.P, erybody's happy to see you... All the time ! And there's an implicit rule that a V.I.P must never- never Be on a barn. Cause everybody expects YOU to make their day And they're all be on to you if you're in a bad mood. They will "thck!tchk!tchk ! mur mur mur mur mur!", And you will find yourself with the wrong kind of attention: A "difficult" V.I.P. Psychologists tell us that a sense of self-esteem Is so necessary in today's world. As a V.I.P, I can guarantee you, you'll never be alone. You'll never be alone. Cause you're a V.I.P! |
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from Iggy Pop - American Caesar (1993)
Well, i 'll tell you one good thing at least about some of these junkies was they had some character they may have driven me nuts someties |
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from Iggy Pop - American Caesar (1993)
One night out in L.A.
i met a mexicana with a butchy girlfriend who i thought was a man they took me to the alley to have a little chat people lined the corner doin' this and that in wild america now i 'm in a black car with my mexicana she's got methedrine but i want marijuana i don 't want to drive home not in my condition so i ask my friend matt to handle the ignition in wild america exterminate the brutes (live interview: Rollins: yeah Iggy: yeah Rollins: yeah Iggy: yeah Iggy: well i mean i like it here...do you have anything you' d like to say to america? Rollins: I'd iust like to say at this point that i' m 24 hour, 7 day a week, 365 day a year american) i was glad that Debbie had a sense of humor this time of the morning i tend to get gloomy she laughed and said "Iggy, you have got a biggy!" i had no reply so i just closed my eyes in wild america exterminate the brutes they're goin' wild goin' wild they' re goin' wild they' re goin' wild baby they got all kinds of fuckin' stuff they got everything you could imagine they' re so god dammed spoiled they' re poisoned inside they iudge a man by what he's got and they wanta have more and more more power, more freedom taller kids, longer lives everything, bigger houses, slaves, woa |
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from Iggy Pop - American Caesar (1993)
all across the continents everywhere a soul is sent a new mix of the races is takln it's what Hitler didn' t like and it makes a pretty sight just look at what you see on your mtv out on the edges they' re mixin' the colors some they don' t like it but me i don' t mind in every city they' re mixing the colors different shades for the whole countryside if you leave the hate alone tonight music's gonna get you home tonight if you leave the hate alone tonight music's gonna get you home tonight mixin', they 're mixin' on the edges of the line there's a different kind of kind no one seems to claim for the race war games 'cause you don t have to choose sides it just crucifies your mind there's a hundred million ways to live your life for yourself ' out on the edges they re mixin' the colors some they don 't like it but me i don' t mind in every city they 're mixin' the colors different shades for the whole countryside i like the kids with the ways of their own if you leave the hate alone tonight music's gonna get you home tonight if you leave the hate alone tonight music's gonna get you home tonight mixin' the colors now a language that sounds new comes a-driftin' next to you and the music that you hear ls changin' too cuz they 're mixin' the colors baby the colors |
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from Iggy Pop - American Caesar (1993)
He's got a great big hit he's in a limousine when i see his face somethin' starts to freeze he's got money for miles his girl comes out of vogue when he acts like an ass he's treated like a rogue i feel it comin' it's flushin' my face i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' it's boilin my blood i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' flushin' my face i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' boilin' my blood i feel it comin' jealousy baby this isn 't for the first time in my life she comes from top cheekbones she never worried hard you could camp an army on her family's yard when i look at blue blood i want to make it mud and tear that difference down rock an' roll is how i feel it comin' it's breakin' my neck i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' boilin' my blood i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' boilin my blood i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin breakin' my neck i feel lr comin' jealousy baby this isn 't for the first time in my life i feel it comin' it's flushin' my face i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' boilin my blood i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' flushin' my face i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' breakin' my neck i feel it comin' jealousy baby i feel it comin' heatin' my eyes i feel it comin' jealousy baby jealousy baby |
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