Fail with Attitude
Nasty attitude
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but God's not always watching you
Fail with attitude
Everything is fine
You won't get a prize, but you will surely make them laugh
She's afraid of you
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but God doesn't care about you
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd break your toys
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd climb the walls
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Creepy attitude
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but Big Brother's not watching you
Fail with attitude
Everything is fine
You won't get a prize, but you will surely make them laugh
She's afraid of you
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but God doesn't care about you
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd break your toys
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd climb the walls
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd break your toys
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd climb the walls
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but God's not always watching you
Fail with attitude
Everything is fine
You won't get a prize, but you will surely make them laugh
She's afraid of you
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but God doesn't care about you
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd break your toys
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd climb the walls
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Creepy attitude
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but Big Brother's not watching you
Fail with attitude
Everything is fine
You won't get a prize, but you will surely make them laugh
She's afraid of you
All the things you do
You don't have the right, but God doesn't care about you
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd break your toys
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd climb the walls
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd break your toys
Every Sunday afternoon, we'd climb the walls
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Nothing's quite the same now
Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Rousseau
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