Laughing Gas
Diminish the grimace and put me back in power babe
Replenish the menace and make sure it's a heavyweight
Feed that little tyrant grapes
Feed that little tyrant grapes
Yeah
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
And so you write another song about war
Because it's tried and tried and troubadoured
And so you write another song her
But tell me really was it worth
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
Because the south hates the north
So I hate you of course
And the hate is back and forth
Like my face hates my nose and yeah
The drummer speaks in Morse code
The drummer speaks in Morse code
So give me blue eyes
So people care when I cry
Like I want an out
Like I feel ashamed yeah
Trapped inside a heart and a brain
Trapped inside a hardened brain
You say it's all doom and gloom
But it's just not that bad
So let's repaint your room
And then I'll call you a cab
You say it's all doom and gloom
Man, this place is a drag
So let's repaint my room
And then I'll draw you a bath
The media is laughing gas
Replenish the menace and make sure it's a heavyweight
Feed that little tyrant grapes
Feed that little tyrant grapes
Yeah
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
And so you write another song about war
Because it's tried and tried and troubadoured
And so you write another song her
But tell me really was it worth
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
The media is laughing gas
Because the south hates the north
So I hate you of course
And the hate is back and forth
Like my face hates my nose and yeah
The drummer speaks in Morse code
The drummer speaks in Morse code
So give me blue eyes
So people care when I cry
Like I want an out
Like I feel ashamed yeah
Trapped inside a heart and a brain
Trapped inside a hardened brain
You say it's all doom and gloom
But it's just not that bad
So let's repaint your room
And then I'll call you a cab
You say it's all doom and gloom
Man, this place is a drag
So let's repaint my room
And then I'll draw you a bath
The media is laughing gas
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Writer(s): Oliver Elliott Mann, Christopher Mcclelland, Charlie Kerr, Serl Graham
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