Something Pretty
I'm feeling pretty weird got a psychopathic haircut
Blue tie red face I'll destroy the human race
Goodbye just reached the sky whoopee we're all gonna die
Boots on the ground on your head doing the mash potato
One last round and all that's left to say is see ya later
Call the police arrest me please
Lock me in the cell protect me from myself
Don't wanna be out in the world
Just kill the lights and cuff me to this girl
Unplug the radio unplug the TV
Unplug the internet and while you're there unplug me
Main frame main blame main fame main shame
What's you're name it's all the same
Want the fame play the game
Call the police arrest me please
Lock me in the cell protect me from myself
Don't wanna be out in the city
Just kill the lights and say something pretty
Call the police arrest me please
Lock me in the cell protect me from myself
Don't wanna be out in the city
Just kill the lights and say something pretty
Something pretty
Something pretty woah woah woah
She sits on the sofa her lips touch the cider
A packet of crisps and she's finished the rider
She's out of the window her hands brushed the branches
She flies through the night without moving a muscle
Hit start car park street lighting burning bright
Nervous wreck ripped to shreds
Thoughts are screaming through her head
Calm down hit the ground turn that frown upside down
Got a rocket in my pocket
Hot lead bang you're dead
Bang bang bang bang
Nearly emptied two more rounds
Drip drip drip drip
Blood is falling don't you slip
Don't you slip
Don't you slip
Don't you slip
Blue tie red face I'll destroy the human race
Goodbye just reached the sky whoopee we're all gonna die
Boots on the ground on your head doing the mash potato
One last round and all that's left to say is see ya later
Call the police arrest me please
Lock me in the cell protect me from myself
Don't wanna be out in the world
Just kill the lights and cuff me to this girl
Unplug the radio unplug the TV
Unplug the internet and while you're there unplug me
Main frame main blame main fame main shame
What's you're name it's all the same
Want the fame play the game
Call the police arrest me please
Lock me in the cell protect me from myself
Don't wanna be out in the city
Just kill the lights and say something pretty
Call the police arrest me please
Lock me in the cell protect me from myself
Don't wanna be out in the city
Just kill the lights and say something pretty
Something pretty
Something pretty woah woah woah
She sits on the sofa her lips touch the cider
A packet of crisps and she's finished the rider
She's out of the window her hands brushed the branches
She flies through the night without moving a muscle
Hit start car park street lighting burning bright
Nervous wreck ripped to shreds
Thoughts are screaming through her head
Calm down hit the ground turn that frown upside down
Got a rocket in my pocket
Hot lead bang you're dead
Bang bang bang bang
Nearly emptied two more rounds
Drip drip drip drip
Blood is falling don't you slip
Don't you slip
Don't you slip
Don't you slip
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Writer(s): Rose Elinor Dougall, Graham Leslie Coxon
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