Bed Tundy

Fill the empty spaces with nefarious activities
I'm being pulled by my felonious proclivities
Look in the mirror with such crystal clear lucidity
Become more aware of my life's vacant obscenity

That ain't no way to go (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Face down there on the floor (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Wash off the blood (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Then walk back out the door, ah, ah, ah, ah

So cold blooded that it almost seems amphibious
Absence of conscience so deceivingly insidious
Cracks in my soul they make everyone look hideous
But my friendly smile keeps the world outside oblivious

That ain't no way to go (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Face down there on the floor (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Wash off the blood (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Then walk back out the door, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

That ain't no way to go (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Face down there on the floor (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Wash off the blood (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Then walk back out the door, ah, ah, ah, ah



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Curtis, Matt James, Ryan Kiefer
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