Body Bash

Tap watered-down weekends have shrunken my breasts, yet polished my head
Grease on the hair like sea on the beach, I'm aware
So bang on the snare

Body bash
Throw your hats down
Get on the floor
Get that ass down

That body full of Yogurt and Ativan
Takes me to the good old days again

Time is up
But I'm sleeping
Neighbors change
And I'm peeping

Time is up and tourists are hungry
Facebook friends are begging for money

I can see it
I can almost reach it
Sparkle down the tower
You got it!

I can see it
I can almost reach it
Sparkle down the tower
You got it!

Come to Toronto
Come and get mono-lingual dance friends together

Come to Toronto
Come in a model
Yes the scene needs work
But so do I

Time is up and Cinderella has turned to rags again
14-year-old Gambian girls are bearing fake documents
Outside the world smells like Marzipan happiness
What's a pretty boy like you doing handing out telegrams?

Body Bash
And it stinks

Toronto lawn man has shot off his blonde head
A midtown hoe will never sleep again

Body Bash
In your life, have you ever dropped your jaw to say something original or kind?
Probably not

Body Bash



Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Brull
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