Greyson

Greyson
Sliding to the club he gonna get some (Gonna get some)
Greyson
Dressed up like James bond he's an asshole

Stacy
Put a crystal up her but to get a back bone
Stacy
Manifacture, manifasting, its the same thing

Club aint big enough for both of us
And she spits her drink into his coup
And the bouncer said they've had enough
And the coatcheck girl go hurry up
And then they went outside the fighting stops
Bullies always tough and now they going soft
Bullies always tough and now they going soft
Bullies always tough

And they went together (Oh no)
She's gonna let him pet her (Oh no)
He gonna make her pregnant (Oh no)

They gonna name it feather (Oh no)
And then they stay together (Oh no)
The kid is fucked forever (Oh no)

On the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
On the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
People on the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
People on the dance floor

Feather
Botox bimbo dressed in leather (Gonna get some)
Feather
Trawling for boys in good weather

Johnny
Got a bike from 85, Mommy
Johnny
Is a dropout reading Murakami

They form a band together (Oh no)
They call it J & Feather (Oh no)
Started in a cellar (Oh no)
And now they play Coachella
The drugs made'em better (Oh no)
The kid made'em worse (Oh no)
J told feather (Oh no)
Lets throw him off the bus

On the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
On the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
People on the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
People on the dance floor

Larry
In a cabin in the woods talking to fairies
Greyson
Out in the woods recreation
Larry
Surviving on more than berries
Greyson
Arrow to the neck by his grandson

On the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
On the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
People on the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)
People on the dance floor (Greyson Greyson)



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Wiklund, Jonas Kroken, Anna Catherine Wright Hartley, Jean Mikhael Skaaden, Lasse Lokoy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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