Head

Little early birdie gonna catch the early worm
But you don't need to get up, cos you don't wanna learn
You see them all queuing up outside of the school
It's not my fault if they keep changing the rules

Get out, get out, get out of my head
Cos it's better, better - better off dead
Get out, get out, get out of my head
Cos it's better, better, better - better off dead

I go to bed with bottles but I'm waking up with sticks
My body isn't broken but still it needs a fix
I think I need a pay-out to get out of this hole
I'd sign away my body and my mind and then my soul

Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt
Try and be a hero and you'll end up in the dirt
The motor's ticking over, so let me see those hands
Now put the fucking money in the motherfucking bag

Get out, get out, get out of my head
Cos it's better, better - better off dead
Get out, get out, get out of my head
Cos it's better, better, better - better off dead

Get out, get out, get out of my head
Cos it's better, better - better off dead
Get out, get out, get out of my head
Cos it's better, better, better - better off dead



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Readwin
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